She says that she used to see me
On her way to school.
As she pours my usual drink, I think
Of Larkin’s “The Old Fools”.
And I cast around for something to say
About my so ordinary day
She says that she used to see me
On her way to school.
As she pours my usual drink, I think
Of Larkin’s “The Old Fools”.
And I cast around for something to say
About my so ordinary day
You say
That the aged
Should give way
To youth.
For the aged
Are from a bygone age
And have nothing to say
To youth.
You,in your early twenties,
So empty
Yet, so sure
That youth
Is the one and only truth.
Why should I engage
With a pencil jot upon a page
That a rubber, so soon obscures?