Robert Adsit - 1943 - 1994 Clifton Park New York (Shenendehowa Central
School, Elnora New York: Central College Pella Iowa: New York City: artist,
writer, musician, actor, brother of mine)
Anyone who knew Robert Adsit and would like to contribute to this memorial
site is welcome to.
Marc Seifer is working on a book on Robert along with Marta Waterman, as well as his friend Melissa Crandall who has written on him in her blog. Any information, memories and etc. please pass on to them
TWITTER FOR ROBERT ADSIT http://twitter.com/RobertAdsit
email - Terrell Neuage (Adsit)
My Queen
Your nails
Love equals...
I changed my looks
children playing with guns
Here we are at the start of a new day of sin
WHEN WE DIE
When only clowns criminals lovers wore masks
Because you glow in the dark
Playing by the Sea
Children never grow old
museum of misplaced love
too many mornings to believe
I promised you the world
Leaving Australia Before the After
Wild women chanting
Leaving Australia Book 2 AFTER
I knew you desired me
you in my dream
You are the predicted high
I fell in love with a statue
We pass in the streets not able to go to love
before tonight
Australians have little depth
Your Breathing
Neuage View
I painted the evening sky
create a conspiracy website
racehorse
When We Sleep
Trucks on your body
being senile
kisses as guide
Would you still love me
Snowmen dance
exotic places on your body
YOKO ONO'S TITS
Man at the station
we danced
Your socks
Your love
sitting here
Your kisses
pretty girl
As far as I could imagine
last note - children's story
Our New house - children's story
Dino children's story"
deconstructed view points
movement of her skirt
when I loved you
Psychedelics
We made reservations on forever
zebra
One of my deceased lovers
cling on to me
collection One of poems
collection Two of poems
In meadows of rain
collection three of poems
I tried to rejuvenate my life
my astrolger
holding hands
boots
my_dogs_grievances
holes in time
A-senseless-act-of-literature
socks
strangers
Better
before my lover died
moments out of Hilo
held on to me
Halfway to where were going
my creative work
We began to gallop before they had opened the starting gate
In the lobby
Secrets
I am you
Once upon a time
We are the same
I-rode-my-horse-down-main-street
Beneath the seas
If I were tomorrow
I crossed the border
come along weeping mother
Too many smiles to choose from tonight alone
Global Warming
Saw my future self crying at the finish line
How fortunate we are
Friend Lover Stranger Hero Teacher
[We worked on the Souvenir
Book together, (HAIR) Dagmar
] The first BROADWAY BILTMORE SOUVENIR PROGRAM - designed by Robert J. Adsit -
Below are two cuttings from Metascience Quarterly 1980 provided by Marc Seifer
< Visitation 1975
1975Winter >
PHOTO GALLERY
MEMORIES OF
poems
to robert
by terrell -
Leigh Neuage 6th July 1983 - 16th August 2003 every place I go I go with you ~ thanks for being always with me always. I only wish I could be with you. Everyday is more difficult than the one before. 03 September 2010.