never forgotten: RIP John&Kent † may 94 | march 99

…after the poem of Fergal Keane for John:
Dead. So hard to say the word, to believe it.
So I will choose not to. Rather I imagine that
any moment now you will come rolling in the door,
a ship of life, bound for the shores of promise.

…we will harbour your memory,
we will bind our loss in the warm currents of
your laughter; we will search the Irish sky
for your wild, blazing star.

In the long term, the picture will become less
clear, we will all of us drift into other lives;
but your voice will endure, singing out to us
between the spaces in the wind, always free,
always Kent.

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