Casting Off

Somehow,
no matter my age,
I am always starting over.

Casting off ropes
that seem to multiply
the longer I stay ashore.

About this poem

Every few years, I seem to go about reinventing myself. Not because I am bad at things, but because I am good, and need the challenge, fear, and energy of doing something new.

My mother used to say we begin to die when we cease learning. It stuck.

Or a poem about boats, banicles, and aging. Poetry is never about one thing.

Tom

PS: The photograph was taken in Provincetown, Mass.