Knab Rock, summer 1996

October 26, 2013 2 Comments

Knab Rock

In memoriam Evan Evans (1984-2013)



I walk down to the sea path –

rust on horse chestnut leaves

unprepared, this still day, to fall.



Fishing boats file across the bay –

astern, black flags

clear in the low afternoon light.



Crow, hands in pockets,

scorns to hurry away –

from the gorse that’s lost its yellow,

a stonechat’s critch.



At the summit I turn east –

a steamcloud shaken from the steelworks

unwhitens in the windless air.



By the blue railings at Knab Rock

I stand where you stood –

on the edge of the family photo.



Blonde fringe, eyes declined,

too-long T-shirt, bare knee bent –

your white socks bright in the high sun.


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  1. Gill Lewis says:

    Such a moving tribute Andrew….

  2. Andrew Green says:

    Thank you Gill, that’s very kind of you.

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