With acknowledgement to Alan Nicholls

Talking to Alan today in our writing group, we recalled this photo and the poem. It seems incredible that it first made it online in 2016.

Echoes

In the present, from the past,
a voice that echoes,
sayings that last.
Even when the body has gone
what was said will linger on.
‘My mum used to say…’
‘My grannie too…’
‘My dad would have something to say to you.’
In the present, from the past,
a voice that echoes,
echoes last.

Polly Stretton © 2016