Men At Forty The Aging Process :: Forty

Men At Forty The Aging Process Men At Forty If asked what is the most miraculous matter in the world, most people would say that birth is definitely in the top five. But, does anyone ever say that getting older, or even dying, is anywhere goal to being a miracle? Though we dont look at it that way, it actu onlyy is a miracle in its own right. The whole process of living and breathing, subtle that the end will eventually come is mind-boggling. People just go about every day as if nothing were happening to them. When in all regards, life is slowly being siphoned from their bodies. With life, there is a continuous cycle that can never be prevented. Donald Justice makes this realization of life, and the awaiting death, evident in his verse form Men At Forty by using a superb combination of imagery, symbolism and tone. Through his use of imagery, Justice plugs the reader directly into the form of an aging man permit them experience the trials of growing old. At rest on a sta ir landing,/ They feel it (5-6) projects an unmistakable picture into the readers mind of an older man taking a rest while climbing a flight of stairs. This, in turn, greatly enhances the focus of the reader letting the poem burrow late into the psyche and fashion a firm basis in the acceptance of age. Justice also manifests an image of when the man stands and peers deep into a mirror how, They rediscover/ The face of the boy as he practices tying/ His fathers tie there in secret (9-11). end-to-end the poem, Justice paints the picture of aging. But, he also gives reference to where the inevitable events of life will lead. Though Justices use of imagery portrays a smart as a whip picture, his use of symbolism about death strikes the reader even harder. Right from the start Justice grips the reader with a reference to death by aphorism Learn to close softly/ The doors to rooms they will not be/ Coming back to (2-4). This tells the reader that no matter what we are all human. As the poem continues, aging is brought out to be the main idea but, in the last two stanzas, Justice once again shows us that death is approaching Something is filling them, something/ That is like the twilight sound/ Of the crickets, immense, (16-18).