I'd been entangled once in his serpentine prose -
I remembered the strangeness of the pages -
Now he turned his gaze to the book he held -
His heavy wounded brow -
His fierce eyes -
This wizard who'd walked hills I knew -
I felt his presence in this pristine space -
I heard the words spoken by his brazen head -
Time was -
Time is -
And time will -
The words broken off as before -
I saw the burning meteor fall from the Dorset sky -
1 September 2021
Dorset Museum
Dorset
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