Jul. 29, 2021
A NEVER ENDING CYCLE OF REMINDING
Peter Clarke
You would have been forty four this year
Instead you are a permanent twenty six
Your bench has been revarnished by Parks staff
renewed, polished, positioned for the annual
You move through our dreams, a recurring returnee
or present yourself through a trigger of sound or sight
catch us offside or give a painful jab
as if to remind, orbiting in parallel, gone but not
The space here is crowded but never encroaches
that gape, your place, ever there, between the cracks
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