Baldwin Wallace University - Grindstone Yearbook (Berea, OH)

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 There are the stars—doing their old. old crisscross journeys in the sky. Scholars haven't settled the matter yet. but they seem to think there are no living beings up there. Just chalk or fire Only this one is straining away, straining away, all the time to make something of itself. Thorton Wilder

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‘ ft. 'Antropos Apteros perplexed To know which turning to take next Looked up and wished he were the bird To whom such doubts must seem absurd.' W H Auden Fact is unstable by its very nature Narouz once said to me that he loved the desert because there the wind blew out one's footsteps like candle-flames. So it seems to me does reality. How then can we hunt the truth?” Durreli

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But along the way the perfect reward, The way it rained, the way the lion roared, The look in the lover's violet eyes, The energy of the earth and the sky Like a painting of the pointilist school With trees before the clouds and a dull fool For a companion picking up his books On an icy walk, phantoms and fish hooks, The smell of the room with fresh marigolds And no one beside you, no one to hold The barren March, the busy November, The lighted windows and their members. Along the way the threat of too much time, The uprooting of sage and mint and thyme, The bargaining, the bantering, the tears With a discipline, the electric touch, The electric storm, the communal hutch, The bankrupt heart, the facile mind, the nights, The follies, the rapid limbs, the white heat, The suicides, the successes, the plays And things impossible to see or say. H. KEITH MONROE 14