For Neville Cunningham
You walk, you walk,
You turn a corner and walk some more
The sun might be there
Some cloud also welcome
But you are always invited
Into the house of the beekeeper.
You will know it when you arrive
Usually an afternoon of daylight
Will warm those neighbourhood bricks
You will feel it on your right cheek!
You’ll know you’ve arrived:
A poster of Ned Kelly hangs in his window
The front door is always open when he’s in
And you can go in once you tap on the screen door.
He’ll be reading a book on his thin mattress
Brad Evans
The battle for freedom over tyranny
Is the battle of remembering over forgetting. — Milan Kundera.