' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' Perspective(For Helen)
D Dónall Dempsey
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From this perspective
my uncle appears so
small
as if Death had place him
at the wrong
end of a telescope
but I am not
taken in by this
illusion
see him in my mind's
eye
drawn from
memory
like an over-spilling bucket
winched from a well
bursting at the seams
with life
towering over
Death
looking pale & insignificant.
I held in the big strength
of his tenderness
the sun
his smiling
the weather
his laughter
the wind
his stories
ruffling my hair
with his breath.
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