Suddenly remembered on behalf of someone else

Once when I was a long way off on my own and precipitated into a scene more frighteningly violent than anything until then personally experienced, someone sent to me a clipping from The Times of London: ``The route of a proposed multi-million-pound bypass is to be moved 200 yards to protect a rare orchid (marsh cinquefoil) not to be found anywhere else in England.'' On an accompanying sheet of his familiar blue paper, the sender -- a poet -- had simply written Ah flower so unaware of such wielded power