Skateboarding into Spring (1/18/18) 9 a.m.
the brown earth like wet hay collects like a lump
of bread like dough or a hovis or a barley loaf of
dirt and sand seated on a bench somewhere and people
gather for groundbreaking remedies standing around
in the cold morning ceremony signing a celebration —
a shovel to the soil even speaking like a pen with brown
ink spreads the toil with unspeakable glamor — an
unnatural smile at the new demeanor at this makeover!
a smile not square with smith plaza but round in a tropical
framed landscape — a homogenized home from home in
a southwest thinking or dreaming — a new backyard —
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the answer to an architect’s dream or prayer whichever
floats your boat on campus in the cold morning air yet again
yet once again bold moves by the planners and dreamers
of what the campus should or ought to be in the lea of
humanities building or orthogonal in its centrifugal location
a space to be shared across from the library a shade of desert
and tan books of beauty and wisdom
II
A vision of future wisdom
And elan and shady nooks
Go with this plan a future
In tune wuth iran or turkey
Or españa/spain — to say
“I AM”
of culture and state a
place of erudition a
center to celebrate new
flora new walks in the
garden — not eden —
in the tropical den
of the skateboarders’ home
the haven of student haven
the leaven bread
the heads in the beds of
student life now not so
tropical as topical to be
transformed by these giant
spades to make a shady heaven
out of bricks and mortar
— it aughta work — give a perk
to our body of learners and
lovers of art put the horse
in front of the cart!!!
dw 1/18/18
David Wilde OP
