Ted Lord was a poet and community-minded individual who hosted Dan O’Connell poetry on a Saturday for many, many years in Melbourne. I was sad this morning to read of his death, although he’d had a long life and from what I can gather, a hard one at times.
He was a gentleman and a scholar. He always had kind words of support and care for new poets and old. He painted beautiful portraits and gave so much of himself in so many ways. He will be missed.
Thank you, Ted, for welcoming me into Melbourne’s poetry community when I first arrived, for reinvigorating my approach to performance, for your support and for giving me my first feature there.
Do not go gentle into that good night, my friend. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.