Paul Lake Talking to Lord Newborough
(Lt. William Charles Wynn, 1873-1916,
4th Baron Newborough, whose grave overlooks
the Vale of Ffestiniog in North Wales)
I'd perch beside your gravestone years ago,
a boy who thought you old at forty-three.
I knew you loved this quiet place, like me.
We'd gaze towards Maentwrog far below,
kindred spirits, and I'd talk to you.
Sometimes I asked what it was like to die--
were you afraid? You never did reply,
and silence rested lightly on us two.
These days the past is nearer,
so I came to our remembered refuge on the hill,
expecting change yet finding little there:
my village and the Moelwyns look the same,
Saint Michael's Church commands the valley still--
but you, old friend, are younger than you were.
David Anthony
Lent 2012
Copyright (c) 2012, Israel Galindo
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