Month: October 2018
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Life would not yield to Age
There are times I think I’ve missed out on a lot. It seems to me that in my day, if a man re-chose a woman, he would almost always go for someone younger than himself. The reasons were obvious even then: overweening hubris, and expectations beyond capability. Indeed, dating sites online still seem to confirm […]
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It’s About Time
‘What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.’ So wrote Saint Augustine, bishop of Hippo in North Africa, more than fifteen hundred years ago. And we’re still confused… Okay, I’m confused. When considered philosophically, you’d […]
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Such Sweet Sorrow
I kind of figured sugar would sneak back. It always does! Just when you think it should be terminally ashamed of the stuff it’s done, it shows up as somebody else and fools everybody. I mean, forget trying to pretend that you don’t recognize it in a crowd, that you can’t see under its mask. […]
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The Grey Dog
I was once a moody child; I’m still a moody child… sorry, adult. Anyway, I’m also a bit sensitive about the topic. It’s as if being moody means being naughty, or maybe contrary. Not quite right in the head, or something -not well adjusted, at any rate. I take exception to that. I mean, just […]
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Time
Days, half awake, immobile as old men leaning, Hours stacked in untidy piles around the room, Minutes stretched along the walls like arms, unlinked- All immune to the pale blue infection on the window’s breath- Lounge, cow-eyed In the tedious drag of shadows across the floor. And me? Forced to spend what seem like years […]
musings on women's health 