Alicia Ostriker

Though I haven’t read much of her, what I’ve seen, I like. This from Academy of American Poets Poem-a-Day series:

Thirsting

It’s not that the old are wise
But that we thirst for the wisdom

we had at twenty
when we understood everything

when our brains bubbled
with tingling insights

percolating up from
our brilliant genitals

when our music rang like a global siege
shooting down all the lies in the world

oh then we knew the truth
then we sparkled like mica in granite

and now we stand on the shore
of an ocean that rises and rises

but is too salt to drink

Alicia Ostriker

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