. . . on the second anniversary of his death.
Nimble as you were in your ‘hey’day,
Your ‘wow’zone resplendent, whenever your
Writing and way claimed a mind.
Those still on the planet salute you in love,
Winking our wish through the cosmos,
Broadcasting life’s message that yours
Is the path still to find. It used to lead
To Oxford, but now, it stretches on . . .