Men At Thirty
Read 'Men At Thirty' by 'Donald Justice' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Thirty today, I saw
The trees flare briefly like
The candles upon a cake
As the sun went down the sky,
A momentary flash
Yet there was time to wish
Before the break light could die
If I had known what to wish
As once I must have known
Bending above the clean candlelit tablecloth
To blow them out with a breath
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