Then and Now
There is this about the human condition
not much changes. At one time he would be
called a jovial man but the description brings
forward the vision of a colossal painting by
Jacob Jordaens of a Renaissance-period
wine-swilling obese paterfamilias, so in this
era he would be labelled an extrovert and
in point of fact no one could mistake his
trim athletic form and smiling face for anything
but the visage of a perfectly nice man with a
well balanced attitude of moderation in all things.
The Golden Rule handed down through the ages
and heeded by few. To Jordaens' man the
passage of time conveyed the adage of eat
drink and be merry for none know what the
morrow brings, viewing his ample flesh with
satisfaction as a proud symbol of prosperity.
Our friend is circumspect, enjoying life and
planning to do so while his longevity permits
taking pleasure in leisure pursuits, restraining
appetite for all excesses from food and drink
to risky behaviour, taking pride in managing
his severe and chronic health conditions.
Friday, July 17, 2020
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Poetry
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