Don't Be Surprised If I Demur, For,

My Body Was Braille For The Creeping Influences.

I Have Begun To Think Of Life As A Series Of Ripples Widening Out From An Original Center.

The Poems I Did Write There [in Harvard] Include Alphabets The 1984 Phi Beta Kappa Poem And A Sofa In The Forties. And, Of Course, The John Harvard Poem For The 350th Anniversary Villanelle For An Anniversary.

Believe That A Further Shore Is Reachable From Here.

I Don't Miss Teaching. I'm Learning To Take My Time For Myself.