A New Year begins. With an Old Friend. I met Robin Dyke in 1987, in Toronto.
We played rugby together. He is a warrior (still playing in his 70’s) a thinker, philosopher, an athlete (he’s an ace bike rider), a competitor, a gourmand, a punster, a friend, an all round Renaissance man.
And a poet.
He just published his first book of poems.
Lasting Leaving Left
“This morning as I stirred
I sensed your presence –
your form
close as always.
My world safe and right.
Then full awake,
only empty space,
cruel and true,
I am so missing you.”
Bay Tidings Creations.
Attaboy Robin.
KR
