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COMING OF AGE ON MY 84th BIRTHDAY

George Amabile


Something I should have learned when I was young

enough to take it seriously explodes, slowly

like a zucchini blossom, announcing

another surprise in the laddered shades of aging.


Forget the calendar with its beaches

and snow-tufted cedars.  Think instead

of the way music tends to extend the distance

between now, and now again.  Time,


a perplexity of stars and planets, deft

conjectures and a down--to-earth

god, incarnate in one line of a poem

grass… the beautiful uncut hair


of graves, distant but close enough

to wake up the Buddhist emptiness I

missed in a lifetime of lectures, paper

futures, main-line entertainments...


Something I already know

too many names for changes

like the flame from a sunset lake

in that moment before the last light


fails, and maybe much too late I’m

in love with everything that remains

unsaid, unsayable but suddenly heard

in the sound of rain on a slate roof.



Published in Best Canadian Poetry 2025 (Biblioasis, Ottawa, 2024), and Smartish Pace, Issue 29, February 2022.  "Coming of Age on My 84th Birthday" is about entering a new and unexpectedly open state of consciousness, what Joyce called an epiphany, though that may be too grand a word for what these poems describe.  (Editor's note: not too grand a word, perfect!)

GEORGE AMABILE has published twelve books and has had work in The New Yorker, ­Harper’s, Po­etry (Chicago), American Poetry Review, Botteghe Oscure, The Globe and Mail, The Penguin Book of Canadian Verse, Saturday Night, Poetry Australia, Sur (Buenos Aires­), Po­etry Canada Review, and Ca­nadian Litera­ture­.

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