Obituary
fettered by an obscured unnatural view
he sought another
as if a fresh vista might renew
a weary perspective on his mother
tongue
the tricks he’d sleight-handed since the womb
his genius for linguistic husbandry
were devoted to a life beyond the tomb
his embalming for posterity
it was the one thing he thought would set him free
did this preserve him in his prime
it was easy for the rest of us to see
a looming defeat to vengeful time
that for all his efforts he could never be
a true master of poetic sophistry
Ian Gouge - Writer 