In recognition of Poetry Month, and to celebrate and highlight our treasure trove of Orcas Island poets, Orcas Issues is pleased and honored to again offer daily poetry during April.

“Old”

— Leif —

You wonder if “Old” is after you’ve had.. that surgery ..

If you’re not Old when.. someone has to help you dress.. perhaps
Old means you can’t remember what Old
………………means?
…….and then it doesn’t matter
…….so why bother
…….wondering? cuz
………………once Old was your Dad.

….at 25
And always -that -much -older
….always Old
until you’d realized he’d taught you
…..-Old- and you are
old as he ever was,
…..older
……………now and glad you’re not so
………………young as you once were
……………as he was, perpetually
………………twenty five..
……………you remember

and are five.
in its heartwood
its own sapling
somewhere
……………each tree, its roots
………………its own seedlings’
……………roots commune,
……………a forest of roots
………………..entangle
Old-growth tilth

And branches
finally
tangle
with

heaven.

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