Loyola University of Los Angeles - Lair Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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IN MEMORIAM JOHN FITZGERALD KENNEDY Another Song For Saint Cece1ia's Day fDa1las, 19635 Keep a conxtant watch, therefore, becauxe you know not the day nor the hour. from the Gospel of the Mass for Bright leaf of golrl againfl the xhy, Tall flashing regal, flying high, Your winal-danced glaflneu tune: my eye To love-song mood, in love'J reply - November 22nd, And then November eolclly blow! you down to die. I saw your burning beauty there On regal graceful top branch where With style, grate, grandeur fFortune'J heir j You roele in victory the clear bright air - And then November eoldly blew the whole November ix a time for falling leaves, But this November gave no hint of Fall. A proper Autumn cloud: the shy and grievey, But th'i.r November gave no hint at all. Who had the .rlighteyt inhlin g thought that there Beneath that Jmilin g happy Texas fhy So many hope: could erafh into despair, So many men, in part, in him, would die tree bare. When that November coldly spoke - and then parted by Frank Sullivan

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I Del Rey was as green as all Ireland that morning. Winter and summer seemed abated here and possibly spring or summer slumbered on our II Three fountains played above empooled water- three children tossing themselves skyward only to fall back into the mother that bore them. The youthful waters playfully bumped heads and spumed divine light on nearby buildings. November Noon V The waters now are calm, The poolpiled soapsuds Cmarks of the gaiety and green lawns. utter frivolity of undergraduates and their education, had been blown away by yesterday's unseasonal southerlies. Last night in the darkest corner of the pool, where the fountain children do not play, YOU, brownbacked gopher, YOU, whiteclawed gopher, III died A l l . ' perhaps hoping to tunnel that foam. And the buildings - buildings grown up from this land, We cemented your land, Sh0t up' we gunited your grass, from this gophergunned land, and now you come shot up . trying to live in our calm water. in the span Athens took to climb from Marathon to topmost Areopagus. The waters now are Calm. IV The waters now are calm. That morning the buildings held our many selves: A mournful self, deeper even than hateful self Qif one would let mourning float to the surfacej dragging to chapel because whatever it was WAS trueg a hopeful self, knowing to stand by the tube might be salvationg a scholarly self, pacing pacificward the ridge, wondering what nut or what plot or nutty plot or plotty nut had done the iobg and my self, no comerado for sure, and yet dazed with tears, pushing away the watery eyes, hoping to see it all and see it all clearly. Michael D. Kirk l

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