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Saturday, 16 August 2025

Out into the white light and the deeper snow

You knew

It was there within you

Cross transference

Of the frosted window view


Blown across a country

Caught up in a revolutionary tale

Young poet, young doctor

Life set out to sail


Now, in a later year

We would

If we could

Slow you down


Take our time, take your time

To join you more completely

Share all then and more

Of all of that majesty which you owned