Had already read it on FB, David. I only knew Robin here, but liked him & his irony with scholarship a lot. My condolecnces to you & others who knew him better.
Doug
> On Aug 4, 2017, at 3:48 AM, David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
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> *For Robin Hamilton*
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> The squirrels in his beard were sleeping, he hoped.
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> The night was free of ghosts. Wild metrics roamed
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> Outside the fence, but surely a caesura, a tranquil
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> Resolution was here allowed. Red over white,
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> White over red, a delicate disturbance of syllables
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> Opened a rose in his hand, allegorical ladders
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> Climbed past his window, like late summer scents
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> Carrying sons of Plato. He thought of sharper
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> Forms, flints, granite, the clear waters of grain.
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> A dominie thought called him, a hard collar
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> Nabbing by the neb the dumbheid and stoshy.
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> Awa' ye bogles, spirits, mistwalkers, ghosts.
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> Nae archetypal squirrels, lost souls of quotes,
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> But a drey made still, and the dree told beware.
Douglas Barbour
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