Concord College - Pine Tree Yearbook (Athens, WV)

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I AM amorphous. I am nerve ends, ganglia, squeezed, compressed. I must stiffen, toughen, yet stay flexible. I want to he steel, I am afraid of becoming stone. I drift in limbo, sucking in fact, while I long for truth. As I turn over and over I seem to he shrink- ing- or am I coiling for a leap? And to where? I AM supposed to be a microcosm, I am merely chaos, m little, and I am not made cunningly. Yesterday I caved in a little today I think I will burst, I will surely die tonight f -.. 'Q Ia, .T Wx.

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swing, soar, FLY, i bless every thing I am spring-simply because I am! I, id, sans lid, the Kid, the King, Poet, Scientist, Philosopher, Rex . . . Winner of pillow fights, bull sessions, water battles, and all bets, wooer of beautiful women, Pied Piper pro tem BMOC-ME, the college man!

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1 7- ...SL- AS it in that week before Commencement, or while I sat in-the-hot white sun, l A E15 , 1 W r ,, 1.1 U W Lf. ,-14 -. I 14- ik 1-fha. a prickle of sweat under the black bachelor's gown, or in those few empty days at home? ANYW AY, all at once I knew a little bit about why. I was out from under the suffocating mass of knowled there was a direction to go, a way to do it, and I knew the way. I did know, had learned. There and all those years I had been finding, acquiring, filling my pockets with keys. Already the doors are opening. Through how many shall I finally pass? -DENTON BEAL, RICHARD RIEKER, RICHARD RIEBLING Reprinted from The Carnegie Tech Quarterly with permission of R. Riebling, Editor mr- ge was the door, the handle to turn, the latch to lift- I I