16 December 2011

In Memory of Christopher Hitchens 1949-2011

My idea of God had already been binned;
I no longer feared rivers of fire, though I’d sinned;
Then I read your fine words and I nodded and grinned.
Thank you.

Before you, I was keeping it mostly inside;
But your reason was strong and your influence wide;
Both will live a long time, though your body has died.
Thank you.


  1. So glad that he wrote so much. And that you wrote this.