Rob Ayling, yer Gonzo Grande Fromage, writes:
REMINDING ME
i am walking with you through
Featherstone-to the Football Club-and i hear your revelation about the
importance of sport for working folk.
i am at Yorkshire Art
Circus,laughing and smiling with the cheerful skeleton staff
i am in Bradford,and
Wakefield,and Huddersfield
surrounded by bright Alex
and Ruth and Bruce and Ed and Julia
(most of whom left -but
they stay in my soul with their smiles and welcome
and you dear Ian-and
Heather-and young Edward on piano
We are in your kitchen
drinking copious pots of tea
laughing about your TV
spots praising Yorkshire's individuality
and you in your pub with
your friends who tour Texas
and all the pages of
adventures that remain forever-the books you wrote,stories you spoke
the animating life force
that remembers EVERYTHING-from grief and loss to solidarity and tiny human
victories
This conversation
continues young Ian-we change ,mutate,adapt
but the stories..well,they
linger like loves and washing flapping on a backyard line
Best of my heart to all
,each,every
(Stones may not speak-but
they are art ..just like our lovely lovely lives!
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