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Who is humiliating who in the poem? The wife clearly feels it is the husband and yet the husband in the gloom of the bar would rather his own silent company to hers. As a snapshot of many lower middle class marriages which have run aground this, in its sepia tones, catches the situation and mood perfectly. Next time you (on the rare occasion) find youself insuch a bar at seven thirty to nine look around and spot him. A lonely man clinging to foolish strands of a past long gone. Where did it all go wrong? Why does the booze replace the love that he must have wanted and she certainly did? And isn't the oily boozer's labourer well done. This is not a prol bar but the watering hole of lower grade professionals and salesmen. There is a feeling of frustration, of saddness, of something good gone sour all the way through. A great poem on a common human failure.
niall from United Kingdom