Antonio Vivaldi’s “Summer,” from “The Four Seasons”

Cover to “Spider-Man 2099” #15, by Rick Leonardi and Al Williamson, 1994

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Mary Washington College, Fredericksburg, VA, June 2017 (6)

Pictured are Willard Hall, The Fountain, Woodard Campus Center and New Hall.

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My cell phone’s battery died as my Alumbud and I reached the northern end of Mary Washington College’s campus earlier this month.  Hence, there are no pictures of the truly massive Simpson Library/Hurley Convergence Center.  (I swear to you, that entire complex is about the size of the goddam S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier.)

 

Willard Hall and The Fountain.

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Woodard Campus Center.  I don’t remember calling it that when I went to school here in the early 1990’s.  Wasn’t it just “The Student Center?”

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The student mailboxes.

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Inside Woodard.  The Eagle’s Nest would be down and to the left.  Upstairs was where the fall and spring formals were held.  Those were significant social events back in the day.

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I thought this was nice — I’m guessing it’s probably a product of the campus-wide remodeling project.  And it has the college’s correct name!  Beyond it is Seacobeck Dining Hall.

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The renovated outdoor deck, another apparent feature of the remodeling project.  I much prefer the unenclosed split-level deck that I remember.

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New Hall, old man.  My battery failed also before I could get pictures of the nearby light pole and the Fredericksburg municipal water tower, both of which I climbed on a dare, back in 1994 when I went through my “Spider-Man” phase while residing here. (That’s my senior year dorm room window behind me.)

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“The Bridge!”

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New poetry at The Bees Are Dead!

There’s some powerful new poetry over at The Bees Are Dead.

Stop by and enjoy Ananya S. Guha’s “Five Hill Poems,” as well as Dah Helmer’s “Strong Current.”

 

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Photo credit: By Roger Kreja, Stuttgart (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html), CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/) or CC BY-SA 2.5-2.0-1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5-2.0-1.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

 

“When You Are Old,” by W. B. Yeats

A dear friend just passed this along to to me.  I love it.

The narrator here is none other than Colin Farrell.

 

Poster for “Army of Darkness,” 1992

“This was our generation’s Harry Potter … and it was glorious.” — Mike Rocha

 

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Mary Washington College, Fredericksburg, VA, June 2017 (5)

Pictured are Framar House, Jefferson Hall, Jefferson Square, Combs Hall and the Bell Tower.

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Framar House.

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Jefferson Hall.

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Jefferson Square, in the middle of Jefferson Hall, Bushnell Hall, Combs Hall and what is now known as “Double Drive.”  (That’s George Washington Hall and Dodd Auditorium behind it.)

We just called it “The Quad.”  When I was a freshman at Bushnell, this is where the guys would play “ultimate frisbee.”  My roommate once spearheaded a spirited petition by the freshmen to get stadium-style lighting surrounding the place.  The administration did not accede to his request.

Behind me here would be Jefferson Hall.  I went to a party once hosted by a couple of girls on the third or fourth floor there — the view of the quad under the stars that night was just unforgettably beautiful.  I don’t think I ever hung out with those girls again, or even stepped a foot inside Jefferson.  But, for some reason, that is one of my most vivid memories off my freshman year.

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Combs Hall.  This was where I took biology as a freshman.  I also have an unrelated and truly strange story about Combs that I cannot share publicly here.

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This is an admittedly poor shot of the slightly controversial Bell Tower.  (That’s Randolph Hall beyond it.)  I try not to be a cranky old man, but I do share in my alumni’s collective eye-rolling here.  It’s superfluous, it was no doubt costly, and it makes the southern juncture of Campus Walk feel crowded.

Also, as one of my old psychology professors was in the habit of observing, “What would Dr. Freud say about that?”  It looks like our geographically smaller campus is trying to compensate for something.  In my native New York, the equivalent of the Bell Tower is that guy in the hood who wears too much bling.

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“Good Friends,” by Albert Edelfelt, 1881

(Portrait of the Artist’s Sister Bertha Edelfelt.)  Oil on panel.

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“O Uncreated Nothing, set me free …”

“The Second Temptation” (Part VII of “The Quest”), by W. H. Auden

His library annoyed him with its look
Of calm belief in being really there;
He threw away a rival’s boring book,
And clattered panting up the spiral stair.

Swaying upon the parapet he cried:
“O Uncreated Nothing, set me free,
Now let Thy perfect be identified,
Unending passion of the Night, with Thee.”

And his long-suffering flesh, that all the time
Had felt the simple cravings of the stone
And hoped to be rewarded for her climb,

Took it to be a promise when he spoke
That now at last she would be left alone,
And plunged into the college quad, and broke.

 

Publication Notice: Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine

Hey, I got some really nice news this morning.  Editor Samantha Rose at Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine told me that she will feature my recent poem, “An Altogether Different Slumber,” in the July issue.

I’m always grateful to see my work appear beside Peeking Cat’s many talented contributors from all over the world.  Thanks, Sam!

 

 

 

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