ND (9/4/1993 / Oxford)

Mr. Williams

I see him, this unknown
Happy only
When gardening alone
Far from conversations
With awkward stammering
Far from hass, nag and tease
From spouse or undon administration
Just alone resting on his hoe
Happy surrounded
By soft leaves, forgiving trees
And his vast imagination
Reliving regrets
Regretting past upsets
Upset without cigarettes
Unembarrased
While he contemplates
The clear canvas of his next few years
Not look back into the sun in hate

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the flow of the poem sooths. good. shan