IN THE HEYDAYS OF HIS EYES
(taut jeans dancing)

An Anthology of Poetry about Being Young and Growing Up
 
 
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Gavin Ewart

She juliets him from a window in Soho, A 'business girl' of twenty. He is a florid businessman of fifty. (Their business is soon done.) He, of a bright young man the sensual ghost, Still (in his mind) the gay seducer, Takes no account of thinned and greying hair, The red veins webbing a once-noble nose, The bushy eyebrows, wrinkles by the ears, Bad breath, the thickening corpulence, The faded, bloodshot eye. This is his dream: that he is still attractive. She, of a fashionable bosom proud, A hairstyle changing as the fashions change, Has still the ageless charm of being young, Fancies herself and knows that men are mugs. Her dream: that she has foxed the bloody world. When two illusions meet, let there not be a third Of the gentle hypocrite reader prone to think That he is wiser than these self-deceivers. Such dreams are common. Readers have them too.

 
 
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