My left knee and me

the memory of my birthing
like
the memory of my dying
was
is/
and
will/
forever
be lost
to me/

it was thus
a surprise/
not at all pleasant
but still
a surprise/
that as i tiptoed silently
last week/
from quinquagenary
to sexagenary/

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poem by Renato Mascardo
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