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by Edwin Muir
Friend, I have lost the way. / The way leads on. / Is there another way? / The way is one. / I must retrace the track. / It's lost...
by Gael Turnbull
‘The going is harder’ / he advised me / ‘as one gets older.’ / I didn’t believe him. / After all, he was old / and the old are like...
by William Letford
The old lady struggles, footsteps careful, leaving shuffle marks in the snow. / No shopping bag, so maybe it’s church, and maybe...
by Sheenagh Pugh
He has chosen, far nearer the end / than the beginning, to live / where, every day, he can watch the land / / come and go,...
by Elma Mitchell
My neck, where love ran / Just under the skin / Is now an old rickety ladder to the brain. / / My breasts, a full delight...
by Jim C. Wilson
I dock the dead, the damaged and diseased; / the gnarled and dry come tumbling from the heights / until I stand knee-deep...
by Elma Mitchell
Widowed of my own image / That shone from fellow faces / I watch from envious window / The men whose energies at morning...
by Douglas Dunn
There they are, widows of the professoriate / Tied to their frail routines, but not unfree / Wheeling their shopping zimmers on Market Street; / And...
by Iain Crichton Smith
Sorrow remembers us when day is done. / It sits in its old chair gently rocking / and singing tenderly in the evening. / It welcomes...
by Vicki Feaver
When my memory / was a film library / with a keen curator / / who knew precisely / where to find clips / of every word / / I...
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