The boy in me
How to take him along
As the years advance?
Finnish poet Paavo Haavikko:
I hear a happy tale, it makes me sad:
no-one will remember me for long.
The boy-blind…
He was never “in” time
Like those oaks you see
In certain forests
Still green
Though there’s more of darkness
And we’re long into December.
Planet of the Blind 