It’s autumn, and we’re getting rid
of books, getting ready to retire,
to move some place smaller, more
manageable. We’re living in reverse,
age-proofing the new house, nothing
on the floors to trip over, no hindrances
to the slowed mechanisms of our bodies,
a small table for two. Our world is
shrinking, our closets mostly empty,
gone the tight skirts and dancing shoes,
the bells and whistles. Now, when
someone comes to visit and admires
our complete works of Shakespeare,
the hawk feather in the open dictionary,
the iron angel on a shelf, we say
take them. This is the most important
time of all, the age of divestment,
knowing what we leave behind is
like the fragrance of blossoming trees
that grows stronger after
you’ve passed them, breathing
them in for a moment before
breathing them out. An ordinary
Tuesday when one of you says
I dare you, and the other one
just laughs.
Being of a similar state of mind, I was drawn to Dorianne Laux’s poem, thrilled to discover that someone, a poet of course, had captured some of the ambivalent feelings about this end of life. She opens with autumn, the season of endings of the year, getting ready to retire, that slippery term that can mean different things to each of us, as we contemplate a smaller living space, less house and contents to manage.
We’re living in reverse, / age-proofing the new house, a brilliant way to describe aging, the parallels with new life and growing up. She speaks of the slowed mechanisms of our bodies, the natural order of life as our world shrinks, gone the tight skirts and dancing shoes. Perhaps you might recognize the wisdom of these changes, or perhaps you resist this natural progression, or maybe you’re just not there yet.
She details some of what they give away, the hawk feather, the iron angel – we all have items that once were precious to us that we realize we no longer need. This is the age of divestment, that what we leave behind is like the fragrance of blossoming trees, an exquisite scent that cannot last, breathing / them in for a moment before / breathing them out. Take a breath to feel the truth of that. And now when a friend dares us to do or say something outrageous, we can laugh and remember those times with pleasure as we embrace this new stage of life.