A collection of sights
Four gardens and a heathen cat
Trees of submission, open grass

(Hamnet still locked in light, somewhere)
Stretched hours nearly closed
(Perhaps a hint of him, hidden)

Word-strings up from the street, ignore
Hands of children, windmills
(Tomorrow maybe, just a chance)

Lonely isolation
Not a female friend in sight
Rarely conversation
Paranoia plight

Way off in the distance
A flicker from the past
Rendezvous resistance
Hey Now! Everlast

2037
3772
Colorado Rockies
Pondicherry Zoo

Hamnet. Susanna. Judith.
Sleepy Staunton, Virginia
Jimmy Reed Indeed
And everything within ya

With Light comes the Shadow
I drive home alone
Early days in Venice
Future still Unknown

            Tintoretto!

Talk of Dune at Easter
The Mahdi on my mind
I lick her in her ear
I lick her from behind

2037
Farewell and be kind
Bert be home Blyleven
I wanna travel blind

Judith and Susanna
Hamnet, number three
My Quest it is Qualyxian
Knoxville, Tennessee

Smoky Mountain Rain
We walk the beach in Nice
Skynyrd's Simple Man
Sting and the Police

             Samos, Greece

The closer I get to it
The scarier it's gonna get

Please for patience, kindness, calm
Learning as I bet

If I ever go to Houston
No fighting; not upset

Sophia see me through
Please do not forget

To guide me in the darkness
O! the father of Hamnet

                 listening ...

now to read
words, words, words
Prince Hamlet, yes I know

the feeling - alas -
of mirthlessness
you felt in Danish snow

but I'm no prince
don't wish to be
nor anyone I know

and I'm not convinced
that Hamnet's father
wished his readers with you to go

which is why I'll leave
this library
in the wind and the rain - hey, **!

So I had to take a class on the existentialists
Part of my major
James Madison University
1989

I can't stand Sartre
Still love Camus
Honeymoon in Paris
World of strange design

Or maybe no design
Or maybe abandoned by God
1937
Picasso. Guernica

And Dietrich Bonhoeffer
The Cost of Discipleship
Simone Weil in Assisi
****** on the rise

At times at night
Just now in fact
The terror, The darkness
Dread annihilation

Gratitude for movies
Susanna, Judith, Hamnet
Staunton aglow in snow
Dr. Cohen's dedication

    Rene Thornton as Prospero
           Standing Ovation

The poet, the lover, and the madman
Good things come in 3s
Hamnet, Judith, Susanna
Please, baby, please

My adult life: one long disease

            Childhood: Ease.

                      Trees!

The Devil is in the details
The angels are in there too
Smoky Mountain dragons
Pondicherry Zoo

An analogical imagination
Connections which are hidden
Ordinary dailiness
The sacred. The forbidden.

I write the professors
But I give no lectures
I have been to Wetheral
But no Witherell Conjecture

I hope Alex sees
Hamnet. Judith. Susanna.
Good things come in 3s
I'm an egg, not a banana

                  Asia!

I'm going to lose my memories
Will I then be remembered?
Does she believe in me?
Was my friendship rendered?

Hamnet. Susanna. Judith.
Staunton aglow in snow
His love for Italy
O Cordelia O!

Sonnet 130
Charlotte 2015
Scottish eyes are blue
Irish eyes are green

Denver, Colorado
Jokic on the break
Away from reality
Nothin' but love to make

        Please do not forsake...

Moby **** and Phillip K.
Hamnet's father doesn't say
Frabjous joy:  Callooh! Callay!

                 classic!

The deepest things are hidden
But they too become revealed
Solamente uno email
Much from me is still concealed

Denver is the Mile High City
Jokic he can pass!
My mouth upon her *******
My **** in her beautiful ***

Patientia
Good things come to those who wait
A dream of Destiny
The hour is getting late

Don't know how this ends
Stand up on the Lookout
Hamnet. Susanna. Judith.
Staunton for the cook out

           Veggie Burgers!

Sound and fury, signifying nothing
Yet still I call and wait

Life may be a poor player
But life I do not hate

William had Hamnet
And he had two other daughters

I have three boys
I read of exoplanet waters

Wondrous strange this brave new world
Rockets in the sky

Poets aren't the only ones
Who know how to fly

Astronauts, discoveries!
Life before we die!

He sees,
Or thinks he sees,
A ghost.
He dresses
Entirely in black.
He has been off
Studying
(In Wittenberg no less)
He philosophizes,
quite brilliantly in fact.
He is creeped out
By female sexuality
And is psychologically
Brutal to his girlfriend
And his own mother.
He murders.
He theologizes at times.

Why then does he
Never pray?

The rest is indeed
Silence
(Let those who have
Ears to hear, hear!)

Hamnet's father
Doesn't say.