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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389851" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Continental Divide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Handcuffed by time,<br>I travel across this broad<br>beautiful America-<br>mesas, deserts,<br>peaks with clouds caught<br>upon them,<br>the Continental Divide<br>where a dropp of rain<br>must decide<br>whether to roll east or west<br>like the rest of us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I speak to a group<br>of avid, aging Californians<br>about daring to embrace<br>the second half of life.<br>The passions of the old<br>are deeper<br>than any wells<br>the young can plumb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Meanwhile, you are dying<br>in New York Hospital-<br>your beautiful face drained<br>of blood,<br>your arms too heavy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to seize the day,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your shining eyes<br>dimmed by pain<br>& drugs to dull it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You have boycotted food,<br>yet all you can do is apologize<br>to your grieving children<br>for the trouble you cause<br>by dying.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Don't worry, I'm fine,'<br>you say, eternal mother.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Solitary as you will ever be,<br>our love cannot save you<br>from this last loneliness,<br>this last sea voyage</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where no one<br>dresses for dinner.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Meanwhile<br>I am listening to a doctor<br>who claims we can all live<br>to be a hundred,<br>a hundred and twenty,<br>If only we expand<br>our arteries with exercise,<br>our genitals with sex,<br>our brains with crossword puzzles,<br>poems & proverbs . . .</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wingless, we can fly<br>over death<br>if only the body<br>-that laggard-<br>consents.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I suppose the dropp of rain decided<br>to roll west with the setting sun,<br>taking you along.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Californian doctor is quoting<br>Victor Hugo now:<br>the eyes of the young show flame,<br>the eyes of the old, light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">More light, Doctor!<br>How can we accept<br>time's jagged jaws<br>even as we are being eaten?<br>How can we accept<br>the extinguishing of eyes?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doctor-<br>is death the aberration.<br>or is life?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And as for love-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">why is it never enough<br>to save us?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a><div class=q>
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I travel across this broad
beautiful America-
mesas, deserts,
peaks with clouds caught
upon them,
the Continental Divide
where a dropp of rain
must decide
whether to roll east or west
like the rest of us.

I speak to a group
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