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THE BIG UC
By Eliot Schain
Wednesday December 30, 2009 - 09:07:00 AM
In front of the university library, nearly 50,
trees in full bloom, but the tenor of the place
has gone to ruin—heartless and lean, busily
recreating the bones of the capital machine,
though on this ledge beside me, a single
quiet reading man refrains, and darns the
universe—lets my beautiful human come
again, to fly like a dybbuk above the moon.
