Knowledge, Wisdom, and Age. The three may advance together, but, like Godot, Bartleby, and Time, the first might not arrive and the second may prefer not to, but the third will press on, regardless of the others, to claim us all.
However you spend its essence,
time is of consequessence.
Ken Gosse usually writes whimsical, rhymed verse. First published in First Literary Review–East in November 2016, later in Pure Slush, Home Planet News, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Spillwords, and many others. Raised in Chicago suburbs, now retired, he and his wife live in Mesa, AZ, with rescue dogs and cats.
So very true. Well written.
Thank you, Wayne.
Clever 50 words!
Thank you, Judith.
The last two lines went astray initially, but Tim fixed it, so it’s 50 words now!
Ah, yes. Terrific. Thank you.
Thank you, Deborah.
Ah yes, Ken … but as Mark Twain said……
Consider the the alternative… to all three.
Good job, nice work
Thank you, Whit. Of the three, I’d rather meet the Twain. Although rumors of his demise were premature (I think it was his cousin who passed on), Time caught up with him.
I wonder whether he’s met Bartleby and Godot …
Two of the three went on without me. Godot, I met in high school, when I found him boring. Bartleby, should I know him? I don’t think he runs with the lower forms. Time used to be a friend, now she’s wearing, wanting me listen when I can’t be bothered.
Ken, I did look up Bartleby. I think he and I have much in common. Thanks for making the introduction.
Thank you, Ramona.
I met Godot (well, a couple of his friends) watching a play on TV in ’75 while my wife and I moved into our first apartment after my graduation. Not sure when or where I met Bartleby, but he was in print. He’s had cameo’s in several of my poems. As for Time, it’s been on my hands or on my mind for many years. Perhaps years to come. Nobody knows.
So beautifully written and so true.
Loved it
Thank you, Lana!