“Age is a work of Art” by Sasha on her balcony

Tuesday July 17, 2018
11:47pm
5 minutes
from a Banyen Books bookmark

Let’s separate morning from night
with a stretch of time that breezy and blue

Let’s name a child Noon and call to her
when the grass is hot
when the sun is high

when the pavement is a griddle for tip toes

Age is the goal in this world
how much of it you can have and
how much of it you can’t share

I’ll love you to sleep
from now until eternity
no matter how much you gut me

Across this world
we’ll wander
a caravan of hope

“Age is a work of Art” by Julia on her bed

Tuesday July 17, 2018
11:40pm
5 minutes
from a Banyen Books bookmark

It is an ever changing thing today I got older and younger during the same conversation

I see myself reflected sometimes so young in her eyes

And when I see her as wise and older and let her be, she is kind

Remarkably kind

And generous with her heart

And that is age painted pretty

That is the poster child the reason why, the trailer for the good show kindness is age and love is old

Love is young

Love is ever changing

I hear myself laughing the way she does and I know we are born from the same legs, mixed in the same sky