Seasons of Youth

I have taken the hard line
on philosophy:
a mind settled
for all times
as one place.

I have had to face
the true ways
of the archetypes 
of years.

Midlife's crises,
late youth's indecisives,
false seniority's 
combative conviction.

No way out,
angry young man.

Only as a throughway 
will this byway
become dotted lines
mottled by the passed

driven as if stasis
left its hands
in the rains.