Yoda (Yehudit?)

I look at


My tortoise

And consider

That he (or she)

Will likely be here in 50 years time,

Still ponderously


Across the garden


Whichever habitat he (she) find themselves.


And I,

In all probability





Worn to dust.



I thought of time-travel.


Call me Calliope,

I am 50

With eyes



That reflect the years.


Translate me;

Transpose me


years before.

Same time

Same place

My voice


My skin

More elastic

My (emotional) heart

Less resilient.


The past and the present are one –

Just, as Kurt says in his book.


I struggle to hold-on to the moment,

Not slip into



Of possibility.



He walks,

He slowly

Advances on the lettuce

Into the sun

To warm his shell.


And, me, what is it that I do?


Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

3 thoughts on “Yoda (Yehudit?)

  1. Rodney are you grieving over Goldengrove unleaving (thanks G M Hopkins).
    Happy birthday (?)🎂 Calliope , muse of poetry and steam -whistle musician, multi-talented in the arts and sciences, leavening lives. Decide what you want to do and do it ( if only!). Travel through the spheres and land back on earth . Cheers (Guinness is good for you?)!


    1. Thanks Freda I havent heard of Goldengrove – Google doesnt help me; is this a poem? Fortunately not grieving over anything. Guinness picture took me to a time when we visited Dublin many years ago!

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  2. The poem is Spring and Fall ( to the child Margaret) by Gerard Manley Hopkins. The last line is thought-provoking. So I am pleased to know you are not grieving anything Rod. The Guinness picture nicely ties the theme together and the tortoise looks happy! Here’s to the next 50 years!

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