There is a moment in middle age
when you grow bored, angered
by your middling mind, afraid.

That day the sun
burns hot and bright,
making you more desolate.

It happens subtly, as when a pear
spoils from the inside out,
and you may not be aware
until things have gone too far.

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This article originally appeared in The New Criterion, Volume 7 Number 2, on page 44
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