The only heir, memory cannot bless any new deed
With the marks of management, transported

He crouches on the Eames-like throne
His backbone exposed to the sacred tapestry

Who can explain the tears in his eyes, realizing
the historical moment crossing into the present,
mountains behind the orchestra at Epidaurus,

Morgan slipped into the Aegean at Monemvasia
for the algae-covered rocks tried to keep him
out. He would be the first in. Mother asked:

Travelers without passports may become
the norm but this Englishman remains
in Greece so Morgan asks how he lost it.

Morgan saw Athena's face in the crowd
at the Athens International Airport

The pain began in the left groin at high tea
in The Cincinnatian Hotel; Mother refused
to consider the possibilities of hernia

Morgan retreats. He retreats into Schubert,
into his journal, into his imagination, his silence.
Away from the personalities, the out-of-order,

To thrash myself with the knowledge, not
the feeling, that my lover Chris has taken
an Alfred the Great in a very Anglo-Saxon way?

Walking could hardly concern him.
At his house, though, this topic would be
spoken of as though it were political.

He doesn’t want anyone to tell him
what color to paint his house nor
how to design it. He grows tired

He knows about the destruction caused by reaction:
emotional wounds, self-inflicted, a repeated torture
he brings about, trying to interrogate the self