On aging
When I am old I will forget where I left my keys, and how to get from a to b. When I am old I will still toss cashews to the corvids and know to reprieve a weed that holds a bee friendly flower. I will have forgotten the pleasures of sex but not of wine; how to catch a bus but not how to make a call. I will have forgotten you, but my phone will remember your number and it will be me on the other end of the line listening as you say hello? hello? can you hear me?
Jen Webb is Distinguished Professor Emerita of Creative Practice at University of Canberra. Co-editor of the scholarly journal Axon: Creative Explorations, and the literary journal Meniscus, her most recent poetry collection is The Daily News (RWP 2024).