“Unraveling Time: J.K. Durick’s Poetic Journey Into the Depths of Aging”
As we navigate the unpredictable journey of life, one question inevitably hangs in the air: how do we come to terms with the passage of time and its relentless grip on our bodies? The nuances of aging creep into our daily narratives—transforming once-familiar faces into shadows of their younger selves, each story punctuated by the wisdom—and often weariness—woven into our identities. In this compelling piece, the poet reflects on those moments when we ache not from drama but from the silent reality of a body that demands more care. There’s no swift remedy, no reassuring visit to a doctor that will transform our well-being in an instant. Instead, we find ourselves in a world that grows smaller, where the clock ticks ominously, unveiling the inescapable truths of aging. This poignant exploration leads us to confront the essence of who we become as the years accumulate—filled with rich emotions and hard truths that many of us would rather overlook. Ready to delve deeper into this reflective journey? LEARN MORE.
There’s not going to be that moment, we’ve all had them,
When a doctor tells us that it’s all just a common cold or
Gas pains or merely an imbalance of the humors that will
Correct itself with time, or we can exercise and diet back
From what we thought was the brink. No, not this time,
This time, time becomes the bad guy, exercise and diet
Its close followers; now the aches and pains add up, stay
With us, our worlds become a bit smaller every day, we
Become one of those people we remember from our youth,
Those people who always mention their ailments as if they
Were essential to their identity, slower steps, smaller meals,
Elaborate plans for a calendar that has little more to do than
Mark more time spent. Getting older is built in, there’s no
Escape, no cure, no way to recuperate, no moment after, when
Things are back to normal, when we step out once more with
A new spring in our step and things are back as they were.
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