Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Puccini's

Arias

as sung by

Maria Callas

at the point (life) when

all the old and boring stuff

becomes weird again,

when (life)

your ears

they are blessed,

they are fountains

giving back the (life) pennies.

The days acquire a richness,

and that is all.

1 comment:

Little Filth Flower said...

Age sensitizes a person's aesthetic receptors
to aged things.

Now you get it: their initial beauty is recuperable
because both you and they are older.

And older everyday.

And ever more recuperable.

Ever more beautiful.