Poem: To Paul Saville

Poem: To Paul Saville

To Paul Saville Your brother recalled days you roamed until sunset, Your niece the painting trips you took her on: Your annual Lido dip with a cigarette, The wine and coke while sketching fish at dawn; But while our old boss told some rollicking Summer school tales, I thought of the bacon rolls We ate, when you had shown the Mistletoe King His portrait, one frosty morning in Tenbury Wells, And I wished I’d made a eulogy myself In praise of those…