THE FOURTH YEAR (for Heathcote Williams)

Year of departure. For when society loses signals,
Or signposts such as yours, the days warp
 
To unravel the mystery of each moment
Or the all too blatant lies behind doors,
 
The richness and way you delivered, as you sat
In your dotage, fountain pen pouring futures
 
That every political pose and every social
Shift achieved scansion, rhyming under you,
 
Cured disease.  Four years ago on this day,
You passed into the page your work fashioned
 
Away above youth. I knew you older, of course
But for those who loved and lived with you longer
 
Your spirit rise. We seek proof that you ever

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