Shalom Freedman Poems

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781.
I Am Old Now/And A Thing Taken For Granted Once

I AM OLD NOW/ AND A THING TAKEN FOR GRANTED ONCE

I am old now
And a thing taken for granted once
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782.
How Can Despair In Old Age Be Contended With Each Day?

HOW CAN DESPAIR IN OLD AGE BE CONTENDED WITH EACH DAY?

How can Despair in Old Age be contended with each day?
How can one deal with the dark thoughts?
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783.
The Long Song Of My Own Sadness

THE LONG SONG OF MY OWN SADNESS

The long song of my own sadness
Plays within me
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784.
It Was A Day In Which I Could Not Write A Masterpiece

I could not even correct a masterpiece which already had largely been written
A day in which I could not bear to sit inside at my desk and do nothing
I had to be outside in the sun moving
Only that would distance the anxiety
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785.
Do I Want To Be Young Again?

I do not want to be old
I am already too old
Thirty forty years too old
I will soon be old old.
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786.
When The Fear Has Died Down

And the child is alright
You begin to live again

Who can know but Parents of sick small children
the Fear that Love engenders?
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787.
In Old Age We More Need Our Friends

IN OLD AGE WE MORE NEED OUR FRIENDS

In old age we more need our friends-
They make us feel we are still alive
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788.
The Past Is Us

The past is in us
It's our home
We go back to it again and again
And its not there-
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789.
What Is Life In All Its Beauty?

WHAT IS LIFE IN ALL ITS BEAUTY?

What is Life in all its Beauty
When it all goes by
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790.
The Poems Grew Tired Of Themselves

The poems grew tired of themselves
They knew they had been written many times before
They were tired of their own repetition-
But when they insisted they no longer be written
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