For the Fisher King on His Golden Jubilee
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O friend! - Pakeha to his native land
on whom the sun sets on an eastern shore -
Fisher King to its sea and rock and sand
where long ago we drank and gazed The Tor.
And were each to each a fisher of men
yet eye to eye we did not always see,
I miss to my joust and parry your fend
but not your addled pettifoggery!
Truly we are each to each older bound
so stoke the fire and pause upon the hearth;
think on its flame and its ambient sound -
how one day it shall perish from the Earth.
O Captain! My Captain! I say to you
the heart is still young and the heart is true.
Pakeha in Maori culture is a person living
In New Zealand of European descent.
The Tor (see pic) is a rocky island outcrop
in the East Coast Bays of Auckland.
Dedicated to my best mate, Craig,
on his 50th birthday.
Note: "Captain" is what we call each other.
A reference from a Walt Whitman poem.
Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2014