In memoriam Noel Scott Engel. Words written in praise in the style of Scott Walker
Attend
The blessed Sundog
Has died
Wrapped in the folds
of his
Blanket
The electrician entrances
and then skitters away
Back
To blue
Over the scented houses
The soak
Of piss in the rain
and lost London
Mist on traced mornings
Montague terrace
Torn
Here are the rivers of grey
That his voice chocolate covered
A violin made of muscle
Triplets that fed music
Cream
The lost boy in the field
The boy child’s war
Now surrendered
Before death and darkness
As the song dog barks
The words scar
Like a dog
You’ve died low
A diminuendo
Light fading
We glimpse your shadow
In shadow
Noble
Then still
Down the lane
Are you in the garden?
Or yard?
Shunting your last childhood
Echoes
76
Young boy rising
Laughing his ass
In the sun
White angel
Scott
Scott
Scott
Scott
Noel Engel
I
We
Beseech you
Return
To revalue
Beneath the surfeit clasp
Changes ring
It was your love in the fog
Your bicycle
Cap rim lowered
Darts In west London
While other artists arced
After you
THAT MADE THE FIRE BURN HARD
The Samuel Beckett of song
Mussolini meat
Spent before you
Swan’s wing
Beating wildly
Against the broken wall
Or the girl
This Evolution in sound
That scrapes akin the star chamber
Swedish breasts
You once married
Are blossoming Now
Blossoming
Even roses stare
Sky
Cloud-block of strings
As the 7th chime
Lays suspended
Diminished
Shock stings us
The silence you masked
Swallows scurf
It is not what we need
To push past
Without you
So
Seranwrap spirit
Vintaging
Your century
(SILENCE)
Brel.
Raining today
It
Scott
Is.
David Erdos 26th March 2019
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