All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
to become immortal, and then die
it’s amazing —
the crinkles from a lifetime
of smiling, the wrinkles from
years of frowning and sighing,
the sandpaper appearance
of the aged face, sometimes
still smooth to the touch; the
way they slowly lift themselves
out of their chairs, joints creak-
ing bones wobbling fingers trem-
bling —
they move as if they have all
the time in the world when really,
time is already running out.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
The title of this poem was taken from a snippet of a quote from Jean-Luc Godard's film, À bout de souffle (Breathless).