John A Davison RIP

Sad news for the society about the recent death of John Davison who has enlightened and entertained us so often. Here's one of his poems:

Hope by John Davison

August death, we hail

      Your kindly power:

We know our flesh will fail

      And Time devour

The house of clay at last;

      Our life is lease

Not freehold, and must cease;

      The die is cast.

Indeed, and from the first

            Our end is sure;

       But this curse, though your worst

            Will not endure.

       The body’s yours to claim;

            The spirit draws

       Its substance from a name

            More real than yours.

      We move through you, we hope,

            From good to better:

      You burn the envelope;

       We keep the letter.

 

A full tribute will appear on the blog later this month