Jeral Williams’ poem reflects on the passage of time, drawing a parallel between the steady winds of youth and the shifting forces of age. With raw honesty, the speaker captures the change from youthful vigor to the softer breath of maturity. If you enjoy this feature and would like to see more, let me know with a comment, 💌 share, ♥️ like, or better yet, a 🔄 restack!
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Southwest wind
of my youth
strong and constant
as the lust in my loins,
both tempered by time
from rustling of leaves
to hearing
a single leaf fall
in Autumn,
before
a windless night
and the silence
of snowflakes.
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Jeral Williams is a retired psychology professor and late-in-life poet. His first book of poetry, Sunset Without Dawn (Negative Capability Press,2022), was centered on his grief over the tragic loss of his daughter.
"a windless night and the silence of snowflakes". Great line. Nice work.