Dark of the Moon

Chapter 43: “I Shall Live to be Old”

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About This Book

A collection of lyric poems organized into thematic sections that dwell on natural landscapes, seasonal change, and intimate emotion. Short, image-driven pieces range from moonlit nights and coastal scenes to autumnal boulevards and secluded woods, often pairing precise sensory detail with reflections on longing, love, memory, and mortality. Portraits of individuals and quiet elegies appear alongside meditations on stars and tides, producing a restrained, musical voice that emphasizes transience and beauty through concise, resonant language.

“I Shall Live to be Old”

I shall live to be old, who feared I should die young,

I shall live to be old,

I shall cling to life as the leaves to the creaking oak

In the rustle of falling snow and the cold.

The other trees let loose their leaves on the air

In their russet and red,

I have lived long enough to wonder which is the best,

And to envy sometimes the way of the early dead.