Do Not Go Gentle

 Who else is a poetry fan? 

Dylan Thomas - 1914-1953

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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

I knew my Clarice was failing but she seems especially  frail and weak here lately… but as long as she’s eating and seems happy to see me, we will soldier on. It seems that these past seven months for me have flashed by in a mixture of pain (first specifically related to car crash, now more generalized), disability and general ill health.

My husband seems to have abandoned me like a crumpled-up piece of trash in the gutter but the rest of the world still needs me: my son, my mother, my critters, my employees, my clients.

I made it to my Bruce class last night which left my heart pounding & my carcass pouring sweat - today I once again feel like the Tin Woman, with wires of soreness strung from my heels to the base of my skull, but it is so good to anchor myself in this aging bod o’ mine, the only one I’ll ever get, what I must make the best of - maybe it will give me pause before I go through another fast-food drive-thru?

I’ve got to start lining things up if I have any hope of getting away for those last two days of the Fort Stanton ride next month. I need to go ahead and put new tires on my truck - I was squinting at the tread pattern last weekend. These may be the best set of tires I’ve ever bought - the only ones that have actually held up for 50,000 miles (!!!) but I don’t wanna push my luck on a 1200-mile haul in the summer heat.

And I don’t know why it’s posting in this format but I’ll try to fix it - later gotta get to work!