#2,619 I was with Mr Larkin

Mike Bell/ February 16, 2023/ www.mikebellpoems.com

I was with Mr Larkin in
Chichester Cathedral’s
radiated heat – & it will
come down to graves &
pre-baroque traditions
[death is never-ending]
& he will write of truth’s
failings – A century back
WH had scratched [into
an archway] his [or her]
tidy initials – over a yob
had done it poorly [too]
in near times – scribes’ll
etch forever in that cold
quadrant below God [as
my assays fade on here]

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