Home > Garden of Grasses > Aged Truth

Aged Truth

by April Ardis Anderson
Streaking wrinkles
rain their nakedness down
his weather-leather face
exposing infinite incidents
vulgar, too bold
for militant peevishness
dismissing the present to hell
while dying in the past.
And yet
his life commenced
in their "good ol' days."

Garden of Grasses Home Page
Copyright © 1998 by April Ardis Anderson. All rights reserved.