1833
6.5
5.i.25
Sep, Cleg
concert piece for
Frederick Septimus Kelly’s ‘Elegy in Memoriam Rupert Brooke’
‘in that lovely bay, shielded by the
mountains and fragrant with sage and thyme’
– William
Denis Browne
Kelly was one of a dozen composers who died in the Battle of the Somme
as you lay dying
Skyros
not yet ashore
I wrote this loss
wrote beyond the words
to hang the whole sky
with these few chords
like washing, barely worn
nor my oar for the wine dark
but the words were yours
I copied them
that they not be lost
strings and yet
the sea surge with us
we would go on
imagine among shellfire
or having not quite got that far
in the gas or at the guns
all these who could
who would have been
a flourish
and all in my head
a sort of soaring
I know this rise
just one grief
in the doom of the world
I know and I must tell
it’s how the heart swells bursting
for what was thrown away
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