I Am Startled When People

I'm Sixty-two, And It's Ecological Sense To Die While You're Still Productive, Die And Clear A Space For Others, Old And Young.

I Have Thousands Of Opinions Still - But That Is Down From Millions - And, As Always, I Know Nothing.

Nothing I Have Ever Written Has Been Admired As Much As The Announcement Of My Death.

In Our Opposed Forms Of Loneliness And Self-recognition And Recognition Of The Other, We Touched Each Other Often As We Spoke; And On Shore In Explorations Of The Past, We Strolled With Our Arms Linked.

Public Radio Is Alive And Kicking, It Always Has Been