The Nap

"The Nap," by Holly Hall.

During our days in Raleigh and then in Washington, Bob was well known for throwing himself into design projects and literally working around the clock to finish them. Only then would he allow himself to rest, a rare departure from his complete, almost child-like ability to lose himself in his work. It was after one such project that I wrote this poem about him while he slept. It was published in Windhover, N.C. State's annual literary magazine, in 1981. - Holly Hall