Hi Jim
Just noticed that we cross-posted. Thanks for your take on it. Yes, I am intending a sadness at getting to that point in life where I need to accept, or at least get used to, failing physical and mental capacities. I certainly get a feeling of isolation in company when I’m not keeping up.
Tercets. I could tidy things up, regularise the stanzas, line-lengths. But I do quite like the unevenness that keeps things slightly unpredictable, a more faithful reflection of the actual thought processes, hopping from one idea to another. (I find I get more ADHDish these days)
“A wind is blowing way above my head”. There are more interesting ways of saying this, but I wanted to use the vernacular because it echoes the title “losing the plot”. When someone is explaining something in very technical language that we find difficult to follow then you might turn to your neighbour saying “well, that went way above my head.”. As I get older, more things go way above my head. Once, when I had more confidence in my intellectual abilities, I might presume the speaker was being pretentious. Or I might think, that with a little more application on my part, I could get the sense of it. These days, I’m more likely to just let it go.
Hey ho
Joe
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