G.Klimt, The Three Ages of Woman
Now, today, it’s a day I get older,
when a year adds itself to the others
and I am till now here as a stranger
looking for space, for nods to my acts
Just today is a day I get older
and this year I pile up with the previous
and I cannot keep tight in my hands
concrete matter: my strength soon falls down
Yes: today I get suddenly older.
Only a few timid steps: only a hint
of a baby dream’s path, just a track
that I fail every day that I kill
So today is the day I get older
yet the next year I’ll say the same pain.
I am looking for you: squeeze my wrinkles.
I’m a growing old body, I’m in it
March, 14th 2016