Aging, in a way
you are fading
mixing with the mist
the chimney smoke
and I am trying hard
to keep you solid
by travelling to those times
we once visited together
but I am unsure
whether it is you
or a reinvention of you
that I am sculpturing now
now that you are in a distant land
a foreign land
entangled with people unknown to me
except perhaps by stories we once
shared
you are fading
mixing with the mist
and I am trying so hard
to weave what I imagine you doing
into those memories I have of you
already
so that we can age together
in a way
Albert Katz
Albert Katz has been a professor of cognitive psychology for over 40 years and is now on the cusp of retiring. In his undergraduate days he had aspirations to be a poet, gave readings in coffee houses and published some poems in long defunct small literary journals. He found it increasingly harder to write poetry once he started graduate work and through most of his academic, career, publishing extensively instead in scientific journals. He has been married (and divorced) twice, has three children, two of whom have published themselves. As retirement started to loom, he found that his poetic voice started to reappear, after almost 50 years dormant. Over the last two years he has published (or have poems accepted for publication) in Poetry Quarterly, Three Line Poetry, Inman Indiana and, most recently, Pangolin Review. He has had one poe published previously in Ariel Chart.
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