A Portrait of JAC Redford
As though the oceanic blue and green
Of seas off Maui, or more perilous,
The seas of Perelandra, green and gold,
Where every atom sings, all tales are told,
Were surging here, their echoes blessing us
With music from another sphere, JAC’s face
Emerges and his music can be seen:
The colour of his sound is light on skin,
The light of kindness kindled in his eyes.
The same light that makes ‘plough down sillion shine’
Sings in the lines that lift from off these seas,
Lift with exuberance and energy
And thrill us into silence, till the grace
We have evaded meets us face to face.