Friday Poem: "My Age While I Read Rimbaud"

My Age While I Read Rimbaud

I notice I am seventy-five
Today this evening I am reminded of this
Even while thinking I am twenty
Twenty and in love verging on passion
Why now do I remember
Why now remember which
Who I am now
Who I was then
I am twenty
And I remember
When I was seventy-five

6/16/08

Copyright 2008 by Maurice Leiter

Posted with permission.