Clive James


I wouldn’t call an Aussie twang

Sweet sounding

And emphysema brought a rasp to bear

But his dying voice

So full of life’s unfolding

Rejoices in the Maple tree out there


His long goodbye was full

Of this world’s beauty

He relished and tasted its perfume

Each moment now so precious


And shared with us

Before he left the room


An outsider he brought vigour

To this country

In humorous tales on telly

A buffoon

But truly it is poetry he leaves us

We feel his loss

It came alas too soon


Brian Fahy

19 October 2021

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