ACT I, SCENE III. [Enter POLONIUS]
lost
mobile
Diaphane 𝑰
Meatloaf Sapiro
What adults never tell you (about growing old)
3:00 p.m.
telemetry
parallax portrait
L.A. proved too much for the man
Chapter X. Wherein is related the crafty device Sancho adopted to enchant The Lady Dulcinea…
trying
To The Same
I sing the body electric
a portrait of the artist as a young man
Looking for something lost in a past life
a gift
Super Bowl V ½
“THE EPOCH”
My blue dream
strong in that hour
I get high blood pressure ’cause I’m your man
a persistent question
She has the answer when I don’t know what to ask
my lost self
aleatory
impression
Bright Star
aria
To His Coy Mistress
“moment mirabilis (January, 1983)”
A Christmas Carol
“I was in love once — would you believe that?”
theseus adrift
love’s labors lost
dogged determination
“Level 7 C”
Sunflower Variation I
in my heart
it is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken
Amo te Solo
When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes
that incurable depression of spirits
This is the line that for him I pen
Sonnet XVII
“Sonata Allegro Form (a love story)”
Well, it’s all over now but the cryin’
hospital window reflection
Don’t let the past remind us of what we are not now
Veterans Day
Nobody paid me $1,000
“the first return since undergraduate days twelve years previously…”
“The Love Song of J. Alfred Periodictable”
“He gathered together a few shillings and wired them to Trieste…”
“mnemonic (6/86)”
You’re still the one
“Seeking ache of memory here”
It was the heat of the moment
“Posts on…”
“hair metal holiday”
“could i if”
“behind the camera”
Say I’m growing old, but add…
autumn
Nobody left in this world to kiss goodnight
“grounding”
I know not “seems.”
“Does the past live with me alone?”
Love brought me (back) here
The heroism we recite
I bought the whole album for just one song but it turned out that I liked these songs also.
I look into my glass
Poem to my 18-year-old self
July, 1976
a difficult transition
“empiricism”
The furnace in which his soul was forged
Too Close For Comfort
Rod Stewart in the “Rear Window”
When Smokey Sings
Praeterita
I was only something to fall back on
We start believing now that we can be who we are
“…for time discloses the truth.”
F. Scott Fitzgerald — Born This Date, 1896
palimpsest
They Will Never Know
inner strength
The Dream
Get Down On It
“modern art”
No Erasin’
March, 1985
transcendence
tempus fugit, sed amor reliquias
Spring and Fall
In Memoriam
I can be myself, how ’bout you?
broken
Memories of love above the city lights
“and other regrets”
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
“LSAT”
Sonnet 98: From you have I been absent in the spring
“An autumn wind whistled around corners and gables.”
Invictus
Hope
Cynarae blues
You’re gonna need security
“bright stars”
Please Mr. Postman
Who Goes with Fergus?
Memory
Skylark
recurring scenario
This is the Hour of Lead –
college epiphany (a true story)
There’s a hammer in my heart pounding out your name.
problem-solving
Chapter 9
Orval
“Turn-Style”
“On watching Mister Rogers (1981)”
insomnia
Transfigured Night
Modern Love
Oedipus at Colonus
3/21/82
Late Night Thoughts On Listening To Bob Mould
That summer
“roman à clef”
Mercy Mercy Me
I’ll be around you because I’m crazy about you
My dear Jim
Forty years is a long time to be misunderstood
“tempus fugit”
Enough; no more. ‘Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
I slumbered with your poems
CHAPTER I: Down The Rabbit Hole
Hero
The Auroras of Autumn
Summer of 1973
I sat upon the shore fishing, with the arid plain behind me
Not Troy
He thought he kept the universe alone
For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me
Mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap…
“What is wrong with woollen gloves?”
