I ran after him a few years ago,
and asked him, heart pounding,
whether he would see my play.
(you mustn't speak to those
well known in this city,
unless of course you must
and I did)
he said he was off to London
to direct another play and that
he had one weekend open but
most likely wouldn't make it.
I shook his hand and thanked him.
he walked west and I, still shaking
stood standing, grateful for his life.