Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Happy Birthday Glory O'Brien!

I've packed.
I'll be chilly in San Francisco, but I tend to stay indoors--except for when I find a few redwoods to hug. Then I won't care if I'm chilly. I've been wanting to hug a redwood tree for 40 years.

GLORY O'BRIEN'S HISTORY OF THE FUTURE comes out today.
Tonight is the launch party at Aaron's Books.
Tomorrow I will hop into a car at 5:30am to get to those redwood trees and beyond...from Santa Cruz to San Francisco to Austin, Texas for the Texas Teen Book Festival. All new places for me.
I'm excited.

I had no idea what to write on the blog today. But then I came across this poem. I rarely share poems. But part of this poem was written by Glory's mom, Darla O'Brien.

I'll most likely be back soon to post some links to cool interviews. There's a doozy coming soon from BookRiot and a really cool conversation over at Nerdy Book Club. Oh! And today at 4pm ET there's a twitter chat with me and Paul Hankins about the book. Don't miss that. I'm at @AS_King.

So here's the poem.

With Age You See the Passage of Time Ugly


1

With age you see
the passage of time ugly
as wrinkles tell stories
you were meaning to hide.

And now those tales gone,
like a generation of bards
killed by ancient plague
made their sons mute.

It must surely be madness
inventing technology
to make one young again
for youth is not knifed back.

But rather it is reclaimed
by the stories your face tells
when your tongue
is not making a sound.


2

With age you see
the passage of time ugly
as the images around you
grow prettier every day.

The girl on the wrinkle
cream ad on the telly
is barely sixteen and
computer enhanced.

It must surely be mockery
inventing this technology.
Engines roaring to
hate our very selves.

And death is mandatory,
unavoidable no matter
how good you may look
in your mirrored coffin.


--A.S. King 199?


See you on the road!

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