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Sunday 26 August 2018

Harry's Game (or the law of returning diminution)


The hearing aids are turned down,
just a notch, for the noise
that accompanied his presence
will remain, long after the batteries
have expired.

No need to recharge memories,
for the law of diminishing returns
has been upended;
as he slips the clutch

and rounds Governor’s Bridge
for the last time,
not a shadow in site.
Quick to the heel
and fleet of foot,

the ever present
sparkle in his eye,
which we inherit
for a different reason:

Because just for now
as the Kohima sun goes down,
we lucky few rejoice
that he gave his today
for our tomorrow.

(In memorandum ‘Henry James Fraser’)


John H Davies
26th VII 2018

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