Poem in February 2024

Alexei Navalny (4.06.1976- 16.02.2024)

grey London Friday afternoon
end of the analytic week
reports of your death
in isolated arctic jail

shaken to my core
I want to scream
across the universe
“No, it canNOT BE!”
Rail
Stamp my feet
Toddler-like
“It will NOT BE”
But it is.
The numbness of reality.

Warm pragmatic
Courageous humorous
Incisive human you
Newspaper court photo
Tears in your eyes
Fingers thumbs curled
Meet together in heart shape
A love message to your wife

47-year-old man
I have never met
Leaves a simple gift
“Don’t give up”
they’ll NEVER cover that up.

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