Most moving was Dannie's daughter Susanna's euology and particular her memory of her father's taps on his children's hands, the day before he died. baffled, ti was only when they were hom that they remembered the lines from Last Words:
And how would I wish to go?
Not as in opera - that would offend
-nor like a blue-eyed cowboy shot and short of words,
but finger-tapping still our private morse,'...love you,'
before the last flowers and flies descend.
Please go to Dannie's Home Page to hear him read the whole poem.
Jeremy Robson, one of Dannie's oldest friends, read his own poem, Poet in the Park, a really quite lovely and loving thing. Daughter Keren read Last Words and then we heard Dannie speaking from The Presence, and we were left with his own, which was wry and melancholic in contemplation of man's idiocy, but overwhelmingly companionable,and somehow sweet. He probably wouldn't have liked that, though it is meant not in any saccharine way; I mean rather the sweetness of the celebrator, of gladioli.