Erich Fried II

All this talk of age reminds me of this lovely poem by Erich Fried!

That I
am much too old
for you
or that you
are too young for me
these are all
weighty arguments
that would be decisive
in the workshops
where
more enlightened people
cut
their calculated futures
strictly to measure

Erich Fried

Late Thought

Suddenly
I am
so tired
of my tirelessness
that it occurs to me
that you must
have been tired
of it
for a long time.

Sigh. What a man.