Aftermath

The storm has raged and seethed and sung

And rent the air and left undone

The knots that tie both time and tide

With niceties now cast aside (like pauper's clothes)

Bruised, spent and fragrant lovers

Linger rapt in sweet repose

The final space

Death awaits at journey’s end

A silent half-thought sentence

Suspended in mid-air

Neither floating up nor down; just there

With care I would attend the words

wrought for that closing phrase

So many drafts, how densely filled that final august page

How tedious, how tiresome the bleak unmetered text

In vain anticipation of some good that must come next

Attend you now the space before that final deathly dot

It’s there for you to fill with love,

for that is all you’ve got.

  1. Canute was no Fool (acoustic) Bill Hunt 4:18
  2. Van Gogh Print (acoustic) Bill Hunt 4:34
  3. Torch Song (acoustic) Bill Hunt 2:46
  4. Everything is Going to Change (acoustic) Bill Hunt 4:32
  5. Your Move (acoustic) Bill Hunt 4:06
  6. Sea of Love (acoustic) Bill Hunt 3:28
  7. Bill Hunt - Sea of Love (from the album Upwey) Bill Hunt 4:20
  8. Bill Hunt - Song 55 (from the album Upwey) 4:10