ON THE DEATH OF MY BELOVED BROTHER IN LAW ROGER HUGH

 MY TRIBUTE TO ROGER HUGH

A seagull crosses

Through the air

Flying with my thoughts

To the Devon sea

And I tried to signal you from the cliff

At Artedo

No one answered

The echo of my voice was lost in the ocean

Today I feel your death as that of a brother

I always admired your elegance

And your kindness beneath an irreverent air

You didn't care that I was a foreigner

I am certain

That you flew to heaven

With that seagull that came flying

All the way to Cudillero

Suzanne was the love

Of my life

But I was nothing more than a bohemian

In my heart, Roger,

There is a cherub weeping for your death

Singing at your funeral with a honeyed voice

Will we meet again in the afterlife?