Before I dared
To use the p word
You used it
In the first poem
In your first published collection
Although even you
You the most forthrightOf your generation
Even you
You dared not go there
Not on the first line
Instead you cared
To lead us on
With a quaff of the black stuff& words drawn
From the north-south divided
Attractions of polar-physics
Later I will paint
Fall in loveWith absorption
Think of gin
Stilled in my
Grandparents parlour
Later still I will dream
Walk or fly
Run or skip
Become endearingly
Overwhelmed by the days
Experiences & visitations
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