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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389921" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem for Molly's Fortieth Birthday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why do you<br>have stripes<br>in your forehead,<br>Mama?<br>Are you<br>old?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not old.<br>But not so<br>young<br>that I cannot<br>see<br>the world contracting<br>upon itself<br>& the circle<br>closing<br>at the end.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the furrows<br>in my brow<br>deepen,<br>I can see<br>myself<br>sinking back<br>into that childhood<br>street<br>I walked along<br>with my grandfather,<br>thinking he was old<br>at sixty-three<br>since I was four,<br>as you are four<br>to my forty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forty years<br>to take<br>the road out . . .<br>Will another forty<br>take me<br>back?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Back to the street<br>I grew up on,<br>back to<br>my mother's breast.<br>back to the second<br>world war<br>of a second<br>child,<br>back<br>to the cradle<br>endlessly<br>rocking?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am young<br>as you are<br>Molly-<br>yet with stripes<br>in my brow;<br>I earn my youth<br>as you must earn<br>your age.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These stripes<br>are decorations<br>for my valor-<br>forty years<br>of marching<br>to a war<br>I could not declare,<br>nor locate,<br>yet have somehow<br>won.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now,<br>I begin<br>to unwin,<br>unravelling<br>the sleeves<br>of care<br>that have<br>stitched up<br>this brow,<br>unravelling<br>the threads<br>that have kept<br>me scared,<br>as I pranced<br>over the world,<br>seemingly fearless,<br>working<br>without a net,<br>knowing<br>if I fell<br>it would<br>only be<br>into that same<br>childhood street,<br>where I dreaded<br>to tread<br>on the lines-<br>not knowing<br>the lines<br>would someday<br>tread<br>on me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Molly,<br>when you are forty,<br>read this poem<br>& tell me:<br>have we won<br>or lost<br>the war?</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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have stripes
in your forehead,
Mama?
Are you
old?'

Not old.
But not so
young
that I cannot
see
the world contracting
upon itself
& the circle
closing
at the end.

As the furrows
in my brow
deepen,
I can see
myself
sinking back
into th..."></div>
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