2019

The pain of first seeing this in person remains, like the unbearable grief of losing a close friend.

Then came the fear. Will it survive? Can the walls stand the shock? Will the tangled weight of melted scaffolds tear down the rest of it?

Then a glimmer of hope. It is still there. Will we be given time enough to stabilise and rebuild? The days will pass sowly
A Mangled MessBut Still StandingRoofless and Forest-lessAnd No BellsWill The Buttresses Hold?Not All Windows SurvivedWhere Do We Start?Not The Same NeighbourhoodIt Rained LeadTime To Remove The JunkHolding On By A ThreadCan We Ever Recover From This?