by Alexey Filimonov
I learned yesterday the tragic news of our loss of Donald Barton Johnson. Don visited the Vladimir Nabokov Museum in St. Petersburg more than once.
It always seemed to me that Don Barton Johnson possessed a certain Nabokovian secret, which he strove to convey to Nabokovians and readers.
I am enclosing my poem dedicated to Don, written long ago, but now it seems to me to be addressed to his eternal soul.