I have a little tradition I started when I was thirty-something that, when I can remember not to forget, I write a sonnet for my birthday. A poetry selfie, if you will. So my birthday was Saturday and I turned lucky seven to the (super)Power of Two! And here’s the sonnet. It’s called Sonnet #49 because that’s the super secret code name I came up with when I did the math.
Yes, of course I’d like to know if you will
Still love me when I’m Sixty-four and my
Hair is blue. But. It knows that song well
Already, and you have not said goodbye—
#thingsthatmakemesaywhew . . . because
Who knows what color it will be next week?
It’s only hair. And ‘tis what it is, ‘twas
What it was, ‘twill be well, not mild, yet meek.
Not like a mouse. I mean, I like cheese, but—
Now is not the time for shrinking back. Not
At my age. Alice sure knew what was what
When she ate that cake: Took a bite and shot
For the moon. ‘Twas her one shot which is all
We all get. So let us eat the cake y’all!
Besides the birthday sonnet, I also uploaded “The Birthday VLOG” to my Year of Living Sincerely series on YouTube. Kinda a talkie selfie, if you think about it a little. Anyway, so here’s the video. And since it’s a talkie, I’ll let it introduce itselfie.