Threescore Years And Ten And The Sage’s Response To The Septuagenarian Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Threescore Years And Ten And The Sage’s Response To The Septuagenarian



'October’s moon is wane,
May’s sun may not be here:
how many Springs remain
my weary way to cheer? '

'How many earthly empires
the circling sun must set?
Friend, hast felt of love fires?
Mere mortal smile, why fret? '

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(4 November 1974)
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