Thursday, January 3, 2008

At A Certain Age

A funny fact about me is that I never thought I could be that "ugly toad", but time has changed me, friends have changed me, sometimes I DO think I can be that "ugly toad". Sometimes in reality I am! That I have eventually found out that I am also a human being, is what seemed too unbelievable in the past, it's a blessing indeed. I hope one day everybody gets to this point. This is a point, a threshold, that leads us to better-being, and you who have not realized it yet, I am one step ahead of you.



We wanted to confess our sins but there were no takers.
White clouds refused to accept them, and the wind
Was too busy visiting sea after sea.
We did not succeed in interesting the animals.
Dogs, disappointed, expected an order,
A cat, as always immoral, was falling asleep.
A person seemingly very close
Did not care to hear of things long past.
Conversations with friends over vodka or coffee
Ought not be prolonged beyond the first sign of boredom.
It would be humiliating to pay by the hour
A man with a diploma, just for listening.
Churches. Perhaps churches. But to confess there what?
That we used to see ourselves as handsome and noble
Yet later in our place an ugly toad
Half-opens its thick eyelid
And one sees clearly: "That's me."

Czeslaw Milosz


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