This poem is taken from PN Review 62, Volume 14 Number 6, July - August 1988.
AgeingIt is a return, with the luggage lighter,
Some of it lost, though it held the snapshots, notes
But for whose evidence none could be sure
Where he has been, the traveller came home.
Hardly himself, rid of the clutter,
More lithe for that in mind, in limb the heavier
For having dragged belongings yet again
From house to train, station to station,
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