I gone and found the ‘poem’ I wrote when little Kane died. Bless his soul. Initially it was a note of consideration. I hadn’t even gotten to know the little blighter. i played some good football with his dad and am sure he would have followed in his father’s footsteps. The poem is quite profound. I suppose i had a Van Morrison song at the back of my mind when i wrote it, can’t remember which. I even cut the words into lino in prep to print then didn’t. The reason was, there was no real need to. But now that i done the MA and see how words can make art a print of just words has a lot more to say than the words in it said. if you see what i mean. I shall print it and put it in the show.