There is a reverence to this work already
For how might one write as Cy Twombly painted
How does one communicate what was hitherto incommunicable
And where would you have me start
Do you wish to see the whole of my introspective life opened up for inspection
Or do you want that I attempt to make a selection of sorts
Perhaps imagine a port and cheese selection as we near seasons greetings
Whereas, in the past, our meetings may not have been altogether convivial
Or at least that is my first stab at any sort of recollection
With little fear of abject correction my mind goes on to detect
A Rochdale party, on a day when snow fell heavily and closed off
All of the cross Pennines roads, such that I truly did have to stay over
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