Sunday, 4 January 2015

Elegy for Martin Lucas

Electrically contrary to a fault,
you had your share of moments, everyone
agrees, but any critic worth their salt
knows you were also rich, tremendous fun:
your shoulders shook with every bellowed laugh;
your drollery was always timed to hit
a bull's eye, playful, bordering on daft;
the true adroitness of a first-class wit.

But what will be remembered over time
is how you turned a phrase and made it zing
across the small-press page so magically;
and knew instinctively where every line
should go and where to break; and offering
encouragement to others less skilled, like me.

2 comments:

Judy Kendall said...

lovely piece and true to Martin too (miss him).

Judy Kendall said...