Shakespeare in Staunton
Exit 222
Dr. Cohen gives a lecture
Julius Caesar comes to life

Staunton all in snow
I drive into the darkness
DC in the distance
Tryin' to make it home

                    Rome!

Hair-handed monks
I still like the quiet
In my solitude
She remains out of reach

Dublin
London
Vienna
Satellite Beach

Oxford twilight, dreaming spires
      Ancient things, friends and fires
             Gandalf the White still suspires

The poetry of place
The presence of the names
Aliens in space?
To play the language games

3:24
I'm up in the night
Poe in Baltimore
Sor Juana's mystic flight

Thank you, Dr. Frenkel
You did truly care
Once I broke my ankle
But the cast did repair

That was back in high school
1985
King Lear is a fool
I am still alive

                        Forward!

I've got my obsessions
Or maybe they've got me
Once we went cycling
By the Baltic Sea

No good without the girl
Therefore, woe is me
One for Toledo, Ohio
3333

                       We.

Viva David Markson!
What a writer! What a write!
Toiling all alone
New York City night

How beautiful is yellow
Abgescheidenheit
Viva Mexico!
Sor Juana's mystic flight

                Well, alright!

I don't think there's any life after death
I'm afraid of oblivion
To be forever forgotten
Why, Judi, Why?

I'm 55 now
How much more to go?
Alien encampments
Exoplanet sky

         Some good thing before I die ...