I feel the threat of oblivion
Bearing down. Bearing down.
Take my diabetes medicine
T.S. Eliot, not Ezra Pound

Woke up from a scary dream
Am I a protector?
I ride the Tucson Train
One day we will elect her.

                    Amen

Carolina Inn
   Twilight
       Fire

small brown chapel
     in my solitude
            UNC

He says poets find oblivion mostly kind
                          maybe
                          mostly

Stockholm to Copenhagen
         Small hotel room
             Kierkegaard
                sunlight!

I have the little poems
I walk the little way
La Florida splendid sunshine
San Francisco misty grey

Please protect my family
Dawn goes down to day
Step by step by song
Gracias xie xie