Where can I find the words to this ?

> Where can I find the words to this ?

A book of Sir John's poems! else,

Oh little body, do not die. The soul looks out through wide blue eyes so questioningly into mine, that my tormented soul replies: "Oh little body, do not die. You hold the soul that talks to me, although our conversation be as wordless as the windy sky."
So looked my father at the last, right in my soul before he died, though words we spoke went heedless past as London traffic-roar outside. And now the same blue eyes I see look through me from a little son, so questioningly, so searchingly that youthfulness and age are one.

My father looked at me and died before my soul made full reply. Lord, leave this other light alight - oh little body, do not die.

- 'A child ill' from A Few Late Chrysanthemums by Sir John Betjeman, John Murray, 1964.

and while I'm here I'll just add that Morrissey's face as he left the stage at Brixton still haunts me. It was like he didn't want to go - like leaving someone you love at an airport.




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> A book of Sir John's poems! else,

> Oh little body, do not die. The soul looks out through wide blue eyes so
> questioningly into mine, that my tormented soul replies: "Oh little
> body, do not die. You hold the soul that talks to me, although our
> conversation be as wordless as the windy sky."
> So looked my father at the last, right in my soul before he died, though
> words we spoke went heedless past as London traffic-roar outside. And now
> the same blue eyes I see look through me from a little son, so
> questioningly, so searchingly that youthfulness and age are one.

> My father looked at me and died before my soul made full reply. Lord,
> leave this other light alight - oh little body, do not die.

> - 'A child ill' from A Few Late Chrysanthemums by Sir John Betjeman, John
> Murray, 1964.

> and while I'm here I'll just add that Morrissey's face as he left the
> stage at Brixton still haunts me. It was like he didn't want to go - like
> leaving someone you love at an airport.

Thanks Tingle xx