Why Write?

I am 62. My husband, the center of my universe, is soon to be 73. Statistically, I will have to spend some part of the end of my life without him. I would prefer to go out with him, but if that doesn’t work out for us, I will have a large collection of poems–some good, some mediocre, a few outright bad–to read and remember the incredible good fortune I have now to live with the person I love and respect most in the world.

My poems are my personal history of a long third marriage that has made all the bad years of the first two worthwhile. That is why I write.

What about you?

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About janemwoodman

Singer, writer, restaurant reviewer, urban farmer, devoted lover of my husband....old and getting happier all the time.
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7 Responses to Why Write?

  1. Tony Single says:

    Now, that is a truly wonderful thing. I feel privileged to have read that, and inspired. Congratulations, both of you, and I hope you have many more years together!

    As for me, I think writing (and drawing) is my way of interacting with the world. I’m quite socially inept, so relating with people face-to-face has always been a challenge. If I didn’t write (and draw) then I’d just be a passive observer. Oh, hang on… I am still quite passive. I just undid my own point. Gah! 😛

  2. yeoldefoole says:

    Poetry was the doorman who showed me the way from my bomb-shelter skull to my shattered heart.

  3. Noora says:

    Unconditional love truly shines through your poetry. It’s inspiring. I’m glad you found your “happy ending”. Much love to both of you.

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