Jon Barraclough, I Love You

John Barraclough I love you

You see

What you gifted me back then

Made me

Gave me the taste for the new

For Joy

Division and Dexy’s on

Vinyl

How could I resist your love?

Listen

You set something burning

Just like

A brother who passes on

Advice

You seemed so precise in your

World worn

Way beyond mere teenage dreams

Who needs

More fucking libretto shit

I thought

Now I know you were the real

Rebel

At John Taylor’s on Rusper Road

We shared

Poems and readings with

The group

You did not go to Luxford

Like us

But we danced to Funky Town

Just once

John Barraclough I love you

Because

The LPs you gave up I

Took on

Sounds that were the dog’s bollocks

A gift

To the interlocutor

Inside

Short back and sides, long coat and

One stud

In a small and perfect ear

In tune

To the piano you played

Before

Reading Fine Art at Goldsmiths

Before

We knew the YBAs, Blur

Et al

Before you made up your mind

That to

Honestly create is to

Devote

A life to selfish dogged

Pursuit

To dig down through the crust of

human

Toil alive happy to be

Searching

For the answers in image

And word

Antony Pickthall, 2019

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