Wesleyan College - Veterropt Yearbook (Macon, GA)

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Poetry Contest Winners Christine Lopez and Debra Schatfler were two of several students who submitted poems to the Wesleyan Magazine Poetry Contest during spring semester. The stu¬ dent body voted on the poems they liked best, and these are the winners. We Drift Through The Days We drift through the days with little care ... live the nights with savoir-faire ... Passing off decisions like ill-minted coins Never looking far enough ahead to see beyond the next exam And never reaching further back in our memories Than freshman year ... until iv© hear Brian ' s Song Living today warily lest it become an irretrievable yesterday before we are ready to let to go Careful to savour this never-again pre¬ sent. filling our ears with the fluttering of gossamer wings. Debra M. Schaffler

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A big interest to all this year was money. Are we in the red? The black? Wesleyan ' s financial situation was ques¬ tionable. In the past the sit¬ uation was ‘ put on hold. so to speak. There was an atti¬ tude of it ' ll work itself out or Wesleyan ' s survived this long ... give it time, some¬ thing will come up. During 1980. the question of time and money became in¬ creasingly more obvious. Several thoughts were considered as to whether Wesleyan would ever dose or go co-ed... rent a dorm . .. close a dorm ... sell land. etc. Most every¬ one in the Wesleyan com¬ munity voiced opinions ei¬ ther privately or publicly. Some students felt strongly about new changes and wanted to know to what extent their views were valued. This onslaught of campus upheaval opened up many minds of involved students who. for the first time, had to deal directly with controversial issues. Not only were discussions and informal debates held in meetings and assemblies, but the aura of concern penetrated the privacy of the dormroom — usually reserved for serious study or ridiculous shenanegins. As a result of the uncer¬ tainties this year, some stu¬ dents realized the serious¬ ness of contemporary times and the impor¬ tance of reacting within the Wesleyan community. The fact that most students were concerned enough to be upset, or opin¬ ionat¬ ed d . and share their opinions was one of the best things to happen to the Wesleyan campus in years. 13

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A Scarlet Letter Like paint upon some harlot ' s face. That carmine ink shrieks my disgrace. Those little lines held up to view. Were given but a bastard ' s due. T ' was you who first began my plight. Assigning us those themes to write. How can you then, without a care. Disown the brat and my despair? So he is awkward, silly, sick. Upon these traits thou should ' st pick. He ' s full of goodness, little scamp. The simple offspring of a scholar ' s tramp. But you. unfeeling, snarling, grim. With thy red pen do punish him. His face now bears that crimson stain That fills his mother ' s heart with pain. Infamous now that red hot glow, As if t ' were writ in blood on snow. It glares upon that pristine page. My literary worth to gauge. Could I but see in softer hue, Of yellow, pink, or baby blue. Your grievous thoughts so well expressed, My heart might then endure the rest. No, the grade’s the thing, all know it well. But yet in peace we two might dwell. If. when you smear your mark this day, The scarlet letter is an A. Christine M. Lopez