flower on drooping stems of brittle bone.
youth chase in the blind consumption of immediate.
Oh, if only youth knew the wonderous interesting lessons the elderly could tell us. I wish I'd taken far more time listening at my Grandmother's knee!
This is wonderful. Life wisdom, ignored. LOVE the quote in your closing lines.
Love that first line, so much truth here.
What an intriguing character sketch! Loved this bit: "but she can see with wolf eyes the questions youth chase in the blind consumption of immediate."
'She is wonder and woe strapped to fading light,' this is so evocative!
"no one reads the book of life in (our) veined hands or hears (our) speak." Even so we live to tell our story. Nice poem, Susie.