90Piesanhour I met him once as a teenager in Bradford library at a small event he ran.
My mate was into poetry albeit literally writing it Jamaican patois - he was the whitest lad alive. He'd be cancelled these days.
Anyway, Zephaniah not only was very gracious he remembered the poem my mate sent and gave him tips from memory. He was a very impressive person.
Rest in power - one of the good guys.