Out of Age

This is not a collection, but a book. What a paradox!
In every book there is a main character. And here there is one. But he is denied the role of a hero. This book is "Out of Age".
Time and age... Sometimes they do not agree with each other: time accumulates, taking control of us, while age, like sand through fingers, sometimes just fades away.
The first poems - they are collected at the very end of the book - were written by the author at the age of 14 (or maybe plus or minus a year); the last ones - at the age of 74, a year before his anniversary. But the very "anniversary" is abolished.