And so, my time is imminent. Old age
has caught up with me, just as it must
with all men. My life wanes and, this time,
there will be no revival; no gradual
awakening, with a voice calling my name
from that faint light beyond the miasma.
19 July 2022, The Tablet
'And so, my time is imminent' – The Tablet poem
“I frittered away time in idle converse or the throwing of the dice.”
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