Title: Over 40

Author: Harold Jones

In: Sport 36: Winter 2008

Publication details: Fergus Barrowman, 2008

Part of: Sport

Keywords: Verse Literature

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Sport 36: Winter 2008

Over 40

page 192

Over 40

These days are hot. The grass browns,
Wastes, the sun hurts on the skin, burns
At the flesh, my children cover up
To go out, the thin earth shrivels, dies.

What's there to praise in the outdoors
Now? Who would choose to eulogise
Nature—ours or this? Instead the sweat
Beads on the forehead, the brain stinks.

What's there to do? Change our habits,
Install air conditioning, call the kids in—
The practicals take care of themselves.
It's the ideas of life that are perishing.