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humid day
at the war memorial
his name on the wall
chilled
in sepia light
home coming joy
the slipper orchid bud
has grown fuller
it did not need my counsel
but silently accepts my praise
red carnation
grown from cut flowers
a gift last winter
bright with hope and promise
of another year for us
easter day
when you departed this world
a deep loneliness
odours my distant childhood
with honest farmer's sweat
purple swamp hen
uses the footbridge to cross
unlike i who have
no way to help you make
the transition to old age
'Dimmed
The Mystery, Snapshots Press, UK, 2000
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