Mar 012020
One of the soloists of our
Writing choir is now silent.
Len’s was a clear lyrical poetic voice,
His words remained in our heads
Long after they were spoken.
As a serious writer and poet
His was a reality of many voices,
Some shared with the world
Of readers at large.
It was an effective voice for
The voiceless, giving speech to
Some of the tragedies
Engraved on his heart.
The words counted and savoured
Like pearls, with pauses
Sometimes highlighting them.
Len took the responsibility
Of telling a story or writing a poem
And ensuring he did it right.
He never wanted to be the loudest
Voice in the room, but his was
Always an exact and distinctive voice.