Скачать или смотреть A Poem "At 85"

This poem, which is a contemplation on aging, memory, and the self.

The first stanza introduces the central metaphor of a "tower of my years I call my
life." This image suggests a vantage point, looking back over one's life from a place
of old age. The speaker is not just reflecting on the past, but is actively observing
it. They see into a "pit," which represents the past. In this pit, conventional
concepts of time and space blur: "no time but space, no here but there." The past
isn't a linear timeline but a vast, interconnected landscape. The present also
dissolves, as the speaker is rooted in memory ("no sense but memory, everywhere
nowhere").