Ha! I boughtt the red sports car - MGB (couldn't afford a TF or TC, which I
wanted). & new 18 year old blonde secretary, plus a new amalgamtion with a
bigger company, etc. Went on the Pritiken diet and bought new clothes. I was
39.5 and I didn't think it was all so obvious :-)
Nice poem, Max. Gentle. I can relate to that. Thanks.
Andrew
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Sent: Wednesday, August 10, 2005 11:22 AM
Subject: snap !0 August 05
> There and Back
>
> In the dark I slipped my moorings,
> drifted back all the way
> to 1982.
> The first thing to notice was
> how alive I looked. Hair and beard
> were dark again, my eyes
> behind my spectacles burned.
>
> Well, these were the midlife crisis years.
> I was discovering infidelity,
> shame, furtiveness,
> intimacy, hope,
> new possibility.
>
> It was all very exhausting,
> yet invigorating too.
> How did I pull through?
> A certain insensibility.
> I never got the red sports car.
>
> The night tide turned and speeded up.
> Soon I was back in the present,
> partner changed,
> pale, creased, inflexible,
> uxorious, content.
> Clapped out wagon in the driveway.
>
>
> 1.15pm Wednesday 10 August 2005
>
> Max Richards
> North Balwyn, Melbourne
>
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