There is a short and beautiful piece on aging written by the fine poet Donald Hall in the January 23, 2012 New Yorker. I would link you up to it electronically, but one has to register oneself at www.newyorker.com to access the website. So, if that doesn't interest you, maybe this issue is laying around somewhere - your hair salon, perhaps? It's only four pages and well worth your time.
(Also, Donald Hall was married to the equally fine poet Jane Kenyon who died way too young in 1995 (age 47) of leukemia. Coincidentally, two of Miss Kenyon's poems were featured here at IBL just last week in a post dated 1/28/2012.)
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