The Life of Donald JusticeDonald Justice is a poet who wrote some of the best poems in American literature, as well as a lifestyle shared by most aspiring artists1. He went through his life with many occupations and experiences to his credit, with the same diversities that his poems possess3. Some of these poems include “Men At Forty”, “For A Freshman Reader”, “Poem” and “Incident In A Rose Garden” and show a great difference in tone. Not all poets have the same way of showing a different tone to their poems; sometimes poets stick to one style of writing and stick to it. Donald Justice works his own plot for these poems, each individual to the other. “Men At Forty” is a poem written by Justice, which is not only about personal experience, but more or less about the standard middle-aged man7. Early in the poem, the omnipresent narrator refers to the fact that "men of forty learn to gently close the doors of rooms to which they will not return," a metaphor for decisions that cannot be reversed or changed. Soft Closing refers to the way most men make decisions, are brash, and take a lot of risks that are not normally called a "soft" close. Next, the narrator refers to life as a journey on "the deck of a ship", a metaphor for the way men are carried through life without the possibility of going back or trying again, but are on an immutable trajectory7. . “The boy's face as he practices tying his father's tie in secret,” explains the preparation to become a middle-aged man since childhood. So “the face of this father” is more or less another sign that men will end up experiencing the same life at forty as the one their father had before him7. The subtle message here is that Justice does not want to be bound by the same bonds that held its ancestors1, but to reclaim its own and not follow the same biting existence that is supposed. Justice knew that “normal” lifestyles would not interest him; he even started as a music student, then decided to get a BA in English1. "Poem" is the short title of a very bitter sonnet addressed not to the reader, but to his opinions.6.