05 August 2015

Thank You, Cilla Black


The death of Cilla Black heralds the passing of an 
age; was it perhaps an inward looking rage, those
years where we sought expression of the ‘unique’ 
and singular sense of whom we knew we were, at 
risk of dependancy suggesting we ‘naturally’ need 
be the same on a stage of cloned individuality; it’s 
past-tense anyway - dredging depths of our 70s - 
but the resurgent memories are cogent and fresh 

It is easy to hear her voice unchanged - songs as 
lucid now as they were then, passions expressed
no less ‘dramatically’ than the first day she sang - 
and we all rest in the peace she created when we 
perceived her sanctuary; Priscilla Maria Veronica 
White, bless you - and most of all - thank you 
© 3 August 2015, I. D. Carswell


In memory of Cilla Black (27 May 1943 – 1 August 2015)