It was this week last year that Paul Squires, that great poet from Australia, died at the still young age of 46. It’s hard having to remember this fact, that Paul is no longer in this world. However, his poetry still lives at the site he created Gingatao. And what can be said now in remembrance?
“And feels his forehead touch the emptied sky/Where all antinomies flood into light” — Irving Layton
“About him the air felt sweet with singing/Heard waves beat on the indestructible core” –Vernon Watkins
I had started reading poetry again in the wake of Paul’s appearance in my life. He became my teacher. I am still his student after his passing.
“… And though you may close this book forever and never read another word, wordless the world will come to you and reveal itself to you and there is no other proof that you exist but this, that you are beloved of the earth and the creatures around you, insects and stars are quietly harmonising with your breath and the rhythm of the ocean enlivens us all…. Click on these words and read the whole amazing thing he says.
I am still his student and would that I could make others students also — or readers or friends — in a friendship across time and space. Paul is among the great poets now. Truly he is among them.