I had never thought this before
Not before you said it
That I am a part of the landscape
Just like the squat church tower
The trees in the Cottage Meadow
The crowded supermarkets
I have always been an observer
A flesh and blood Praktica
A director not in the picture
A presence behind the scenes
But then when you got up and said it
At the life achievement awards
I was out of myself looking down
From somewhere close to the ceiling
At an old man sat in the front row
In a crowd of much younger people
An observer observed seems absurd
He appears not just part of the landscape
But entirely integral to it
While not being sure why he is
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
30th. January 2021.
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