Post by acousticwarrior on Mar 30, 2017 20:27:52 GMT 1
I think it's about aging, which Robert has written about in Sinking, 39, and possibly others I'm forgetting. Glaringly obvious in this passage:
"But older than me now, more constant, more real. And the fur and the mouth and the innocence turned to hair and contentment, that hangs in abasement a woman now standing where once there was only a girl..."