We were down on the North Quay, wearing gloves and winter coats, Danno and Bobby and me unloading the boats that came in from the sea, there were others too but I can't remember who they were, just stevedores like us busting a gut to empty a hold, looking for gold and finding only pumice stone.

and now?
what now?
there isn't a now
there never was
there was only a then

and older then
but
younger men
and getting older
every time
I remember.