What a stunning poem, it reminds of a poem by Maya Angelo called "old folks laugh" the theme was Very similar in that it describes how old folks set the world free when they laugh without inhibition, and as in your poem, old folks aren't ashamed to paint a portrait of their internal emotions on their faces, whereas young people arrange their faces constantly to please those around them.poems like these truly make me wish I was one of the older generation, who know how to be human rather than mass produced carbon copies of the social media.
This is one of my favorite poems by you, Larry! It is so true, each line that map theri faces tell a story about their lives. Their laughter ... Their sorrows ... Their experiences. I loved the way you compared the two generations, and how they both reflect an opposing view. You nailed the idea behind this piece.
And I too, would prefer the older generation stories to the new ones superficiality!
very powerful poem which is kept short, and shares a relevant and worthy message.
I like his this poem comes from a thought, stemmed by what seems to be a simple observation whilst in a bar. the comparison and contrast of the 2 generations is cleverly written in a way that really reaches out to the reader, as they agree with your words, and view of the situation.
it is like the younger generation have so much to learn, yet they are busy learning what they think others want them to know... and they never stay true to themselves.
I really enjoyed this, simple and honest And a very pleasant read!
Had to click on this - spent several evenings attending trad nights at the Crane Bar. Younger folks playing in the middle, college kids flirting at the bar, old men in corners, quietly listening. This took me back.
What an enlightening poem! The idea of "souls painted" is an intriguing and powerful thought, especially even if these faces are in rest and relaxed. It seems these stories are still in motion, alive, unashamed. The first stanza actually reminds me of how much we try to rid ourselves of regrets and certain memories, washed clean so we do not have to carry them with us. But they still are in our paths of life. The wrinkles part also makes me realize how many adults around me obsess over aging, and all they can see is what it does to your skin, not to how you learn or grow. I like how you specifically speak to this generation, commenting on the younger one and how easily they can manipulate. I do have a few suggestions: maybe add some punctuation in the last stanza? It seems to read as one big breath. Also, "To" does not have to be capitalized? I am re-reading over and "long times" seems awkward, just in my opinion, could you give a specific time or say long nights perhaps? A neat poem though, glad I came upon this. (4)
I truly adore and love the "older" generation. The maps of mysteries and travels upon their faces are such a blessing to read, and listen to.
Larry has mastered the difference between Older Men and Younger Men to a tee in this powerful poem. His descriptive wording to me to visualize Older gentlemen talking in a group and I started reading their faces. The message was just.......... WONDERFUL! A delightful read by Larry this week!