Thursday, September 10, 2020

Counting Backwards by Linda Pastan

Counting Backwards


How did I get so old,

I wonder,


my 67th birthday.

Dyslexia smiles:

I’m 76 in fact.


There are places

where at 60 they start

counting backwards;

in Japan

they start again

from one.


But the numbers

hardly matter.

It’s the physics

of acceleration I mind,

the way time speeds up

as if it hasn’t guessed


the destination—

where look!

I see my mother

and father bearing a cake,

waiting for me

at the starting line.


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