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Middle-Aged at the Millennium

(Apologies to T.S. Eliot)


 
I have no plan of action, only memory...

Grew up in the sixties when we thought we knew
Exactly how to change the world, all we had to do:

Organize the masses, hold teach-ins at school,
Pressure our officials, sign an early truce,

Love one another, be spontaneous,
Lose bourgeois hang-ups, be impetuous...

The times, at times, were too tumultuous—
We were, at times, their tool.


© 2010 Peggy Landsman
 Published in Breathe: 101 Contemporary Odes (C&R Press); Clockwise Cat; and Contemporary Literary Horizon

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