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FALL
1968
LONGWOOD
COLLEGE
FARMVILLE, VIRGINIA
VOLUME
4,
NUMBER
1968-1969
1
STAFF
Edifor-in-Chief
Brenda Holly
Assistanf Edi^o^
Joan Harrup
Feature Editor
Linda Matthews
Poetry Editor staff
Essay Editor sfaff
Short Story Editor staff
Art Editors
Donna Barnes Sharon
Collins, Pixie
Owen
Karla Myers
Mary
Alice
Carmody, C.
L.
Dunnavant
Becky Powers Fran Simpers, Louise Dougherty
Emily Gillespie and Janie Ragland
Literary Board
Chairmen
Wanda
Board
Fran Simpers,
Mary Alice Carmody, Owen, Sharon Collins,
Pixie
C.
L.
Lise
Rush and Sharon Dietz
Dunnavant, Valerie Jones,
Worthington, Lynn demons,
Louise Dougherty, Joan Barnes,
Kathy Godfrey
Business
Manager
Stuart Fowlkes
Mary
staff
Alice
Carmody, Nancy
Janice Gillenvvater, Lynn
Reporter to
ROTUNDA
Nancy
Circulation
Manager
Pam Wayne Maureen Shannon,
staff
Harris,
demons
Harris
Betty Boylan, Randi Eldridge,
Cindy
Irvin,
Karen Knudsen,
Emily Salle, Margi Lantz, Bonnie Andrews,
Sara Drewry, Edrie Bays, Carol Brotherton,
Mary Lee McKeever Typists
Nancy
Harris,
Head;
Betty Boylan, Linda Carter Publicity
Janet Lacy, Peggy Clowdis, Doris Reames, Edrie Bays,
Janice Gillenwater Proof Readers
Janet Lacy, Peggy Clowdis, Lynn
Exchange Editor
Pam Wayne
Advisors: Literary
Miss Etheridge
Business
Mrs. Taliaferro
Art
Miss Leitch
demons
TABLE OF CONTENTS From
the Editor
Study
of the
The Kaleidoscope, short Untitled,
ink
story
.
.
poem
Octobre Minuit, serlgraph Untitled,
Lines,
poem
.
Dean
poem
Holt, interview
,
Ramparts, acrylics
Too Soon, Icicles,
short
poem
story
God, poem Untitled,
One Thing, poem
What Happened
short story
Then?, short story
Untitled, pencil
Blue Cheer, essay
poem
-
H.M.S. Troy, drypoint etching
poem The Parting, poem And Then, poem Cave de la Nuit, woodcut Wide-Awake Fail-i-ness, poem
Owen
6 7
9
Margaret Webb Melinda Motfley
10
Donna Barnes
10
Linda
Matthews
9
11
Jenny Young
14
Marilyn Bates Linda Long
14
Leslie
Sharon
Old No. Seven, pencil Ode To Morning, poem
Peace,
5
Tricia
,
Taosung Stealing Sun, Knowin's
4
K.
Tulita
July 28 and Irregular Intervals Thereafter,
Introducing
H
Sharon Collins Ruth Booker Kitt Rogers
B.
Harmony, poem Hand, pen and
Universal
Shaw
,
15 17
Sedgwick
18
Collins
19
Donna Barnes
19
Rachael Paschall Ruth Booker Pam Richardson Louise Dougherty Susan Davenport
22 22 23
24
Karia
26 27
Tricia
28 28 29
Myers Leslie Sedgwick Barbara Leahey
Shaw
Linda
Pelikan
Leslie
Sedgwick
Edrie
Bays
29 30 30
GYRE
During the past year, the
Columbia Scholastic bia
FROM THE EDITOR
University
in
staff
Press Association
New
has been traveling, and
Last spring, the editor attended the
receiving several awards.
York City.
Convention
at
Journalists from
Columover
all
the United States gathered together to share literary ideas and Ideals.
Later, ratings
MEDALIST award
were given, and the
with
GYRE
received a
1000
927 points out of a possible
Joan Harrup, the assistant editor, attended the Associated Collegiate Press Convention at the WaldorfAstoria in New York City. At this time, the GYRE received a FIRST CLASS rating which is just below the highest possible points. This
rating
fall,
— ALL-AMERICAN.
Needless
to
say,
this
could
not
have been possible without the many contributions of the
Longwood
students.
These awards have given much excitement to the
staff,
more incentive for the production magazine. With this thought in mind, the
but they have also initiated of
an even better
staff publishes this,
cates
The
GYRE
staff
invites
new and
all
part of
it
does the
by contributing your
this
Besides
year.
GYRE, you can
literary or art works.
be a Not only
also
staff invite creative poetry, short stories, essays,
work, and book reviews, but also their opinions
it
invites students to
on "current issue" topics, such as
other important happenings
in
the news.
the eighth issue of the
to the class of 1972.
old students to enjoy
three issues of the literary magazine again the enjoyment of just reading the
it
art
submit
politics
and
B. K.
H.
GYRE, and
dedi-
He was
HARMONY
UNIVERSAL
many
called
But Endurance
War Of
is in
the
is
his
things,
name.
mind
the two-legged creatures with four legs.
He was
born with eyes.
But he lived with the blind.
He was
born a lamb,
He was
grew up with lions. He has been called many But Love is his name. But
War
many
called
But Understanding
things. his
is
name.
things,
War
is
a
way
to
appear
To be what we are not and is
Taught
a
to stuff ourselves.
game
to children
by
adults.
He was
born with hands,
But he lived with fingers.
He was
born a fawn,
grew up with wolves. He was called many things, But
But Tolerance
War
is
his
name.
He was
War will
end
One day is
many
called
But Patience was his
if
things.
name.
for the living
any
living
beings can be found.
necessary
Because we are two-legged animals.
He was
born a
child,
grew up with adults. He was called many things. But Peace is his name. But he
He
was born without.
But
grew up
with.
Sha
Collii
embrace. The
THE KALEIDOSCOPE
most
reached
me
love
felt
I
marvelous
down
wound
stairs
my room and
to
to her breast
cried as a the varl-colored tube and
in
I
saw lit
complicated as
life Itself.
ent faces around life.
and
beautiful at the
I
The individual features
my
friends.
Suddenly
manded me
my
coat,
each face which were ugly
my
at
my
me because
they
Intense expression
and
to
to run.
from what was to
Outside the wind pulled cut to
my
skin.
Later
at
my
hair
1
grinned up
me
I
ran and ran to the gate and into full
In
at
happiness that
my
house. The heat
hit
door slammed behind me and the was there enveloped me in its affectionate
the face as the
my
was added
hair
to
face
was streaked with that
had held
and cuddled
infant
me
me
v/hen
I
favorite soup.
room where
the familiar candles
glow made the room
sorrow or mistrust. The eyes of
a lovely, per-
my
demons
of doubt,
this same down for the evening meal. Their trust In and for good reason. had never given them
parents reflected
quality as they sat
me was
implicit
more than the
which
I
meaning
I
moment's worry and
a
I
was
had cherished since
I
infinitely
proud
was old enough
of their to
know
word.
of the
The next day dawned colder than ever and the heaviness
and
the glowering face of the sky and laughed at the thrilling wind as
Into the dining
of
my
weighed me down
winter coat
I
spicy smell of the freshest air said "snow."
light
mother's beautiful
sonal place, seemingly Inpenetrable to the
trust
knew it held back come. The clouds hovered low and the icy,
icily
stirred
girl,
the table. Their steady
heart.
looked up and the hands of the clock com-
1
and
of
was an
I
to race
those marvellously
as
my
the kaleidoscope that was
same time were dear
They laughed
held their laughter to
intricate pattern
looked up and the circle of differ-
me made up
own were
I
and
when
little
stepped
I
looked through the hole
I
my
as
life
and her deft hands, the same ones
silver
a million points of color, a beautiful
all
this
cooking
dinner
was compelled
I
Her brov/n-blonde
smiled into mine.
of
Another point of
my
kaleidoscope of
the
Rogers
smells
and
a very short time
in
upv/ard
familiarly
every corner of
in
to the kitchen to find the origin of
mouth-watering odors. Kitt
around,
The
homes.
of
and
gracefully all
row. The air nipped at Inside
my
gloves as
alone that day for
my
weekly
trip to
freezing flakes of In
I
my
my
face and
like
my
the burden of sor-
hands grew
walked through our town. friends could
not
I
numb
felt
very
accompany me on
town. The day was waning and already the
snow had begun
ever-Increasing numbers as
I
to
plummet from the
sky
passed the bright shop win-
dows. Ordinarily
some reason
never stopped at any of the stores but for
I
was drawn
I
the bitter cold
and
to the jewelry store, partly to
partly to look at a very beautiful watch,
had remarked
of which a friend
earlier.
walked inside the
I
shop and immediately went to the display where
The diamonds around the face
watch.
the
wickedly and seemed to flame before
its
hurried back
I
my
my
could see
I
of
glittered
it
eyes.
looked up
I
looked again be nearly deserted. hands seemed to icily embrace me.
and found the shop the watch and
escape
to
down
the street, the watch safe
.
the pocket
in
soul
I
1
I
coat.
me?
every expression seemed to taunt
The
cliff
my
near
places
beautiful
.
The world was a cold, hard place and the steammade ing breath of passers-by whirled and swirled about as
of
utterly black for night
My
at
I
.
had come and no light could enter. grew cold with fear and guilt and my sleep grew restless. My heart was bursting with emotion for they all had not told knew. was sure that they knew even though stand to live with my parents, whose trust them, hiow could in me must have been utterly shattered, and my friends, whose
was
in
of the most restful and The water that caresses the on a fine day and the reflection of
house
rocks catches the light
make
Today
this
walked to
one
the world.
the sun seems to 1
is
the water a sea
place, the
of precious
one spot where
gems.
had always
I
I
I
my
was
safely in
my room
before
I
removed
pocket and gazed again at the gaudy
monds.
I
softness
looked at
my
face
in
the watch from
my
had disappeared from
my
A
features.
covered
cold, at
my mouth
scream started
in
hand before
could emerge to shatter the heavy
throat but
I
hard
mine.
A
with
my
stillness of
my room.
No
I
find
parents, for their gazes
my
I
me
and
joy
seemed
terrible secret lay.
friends delight
knew what
lashed the water below into a frothing frenzy.
peace
my
in
burning cheeks as
afraid to
I
No
gazed
in
the eyes of
to sear through to
closer to the
my
soul
into
seemed
my
to say that they
kaleidoscope and
it
It
could find no
savagely tore the watch
1
paths I
down
had been
wear from my pocket and dashed it to bits on the was helpless with guilt and shame as stepped
rocks below.
my
longer could the smiles of
for their smiles
had done.
trust
I
made crooked
place today. Tears
this
I
1
edge and observed
waves against the
longer could
where my
I
It
glitter of its dia-
the mirror on the wall and the
countenance with narrowing eyes looked back
It
needed it most. to find complete solitude when was cold and the earth under my feet was a block of iron. The trees that lined the cliff were bare of leaves and the wind been able
my way home.
rocks.
.
.
the merciless crashing of the
.
warm with new life. My house same but is enhanced by the beauty of the flowers bloom profusely In our garden. My room Is dark and
is
spring and the trees are
looks the that
the door In
the
Is
My
eternally locked.
somber corner where
I
kaleidoscope gathers dust
dropped
it
months ago.
Love
July 28 and Irregular Intervals Thereafter
a squirrel
Is
Cuffing nufs on a limb If
a jar of
Is
sand
From Cape Cod
A
boy
Trying fo grow Taller fhan
A
One
me
From fhe table this SundayThe yellow dandelion With finy hoppy-bugs The little sister I
As
just
one.
down my
left
cheek
Slowly Before
I
brushed
it
away.
The world expected more. Is
private.
ripples over rocks
the twinkle
When lt Is,
all,
trickled
the brook gurgling
it
It Is
It
Grief
chose three days ago
It is
tear
That's
now-wllfed carnaflon
well, ...
Aren't
In
your eye
you've outfoxed
YOU
It
just
me-
is.
glad?
Tullta
Margaret
Owen
Webb
Winter the blending of beautiful wfiite
and the stagnation
of
what
could have been.
Spring the budding excitement of Beginning
and the desolate thoughts frustrated
of
Happiness desires.
Summer the warmth of a beach and a love
and the strength
of the sea
washing away what was. Fall
the colorful coats of
Happy
trees
and remembering a plan which could have been.
and we continue to laugh
we and
to enjoy
and dismay
and cry
—forever longing
for
another day
forever wondering why.
Donna Barnes
10
Q.
Dean
there any
were once an elementary teacher.
Holt, you
Was
you changed to administrative
reason
particular
work?
"No.
taught
I
first
grade because
My
classroom as a teacher. supervision.
thought
If
I
I
had never
was going
sat
to
had never been
Do you
Q.
think that
the
be working with other teachers, teaching.
in
grade for three years and loved every minute go back into It tomorrow."
strictly to
in
behind a desk as a teacher.
had better have some experience
INTRODUCING DEAN HOLT
I
previous experience had been
Longwood should
of
limit
I
taught
it,
Its
in I
I
first
and would
education
teachers?
"Absolutely not.
I
couldn't be
more emphatic than
that.
be scholars and secondly teachers. Since they must be scholars, they must have the widest breadth of would like to see all of our teachers liberal arts education. Teachers must
first
I
Miss Jo Holt joined the
tember as Assistant Dean from the
GYRE
academic, and
staff,
social.
she
Longwood College
of Students.
In
commented on
Miss Holt
is
staff
school
In
Before joining the
Suburban, Ohio and was
High School
in
Cambridge, Ohio.
Sep-
answer to questions matters professional,
a native of
Illinois.
attended and holds degrees from the University of Northwestern.
In
Longwood
staff,
a counselor at
Illinois
get a liberal arts degree with sufficient hours
in
education.
Then the education emphasis could coma through an M.A.T. degree."
She
and
she taught
Q.
In
your travels
is
there one particular place you liked
best?
Cambridge "Oh,
I
find
best and least. the
western
It
very difficult to draw comparisons between I've traveled
all
over the United States and
provinces of Canada.
I
also
traveled through
Middle East two years ago.
the
any place probably
don't think
I
particularly liked the best.
I
greatest
the
felt
grandeur of the Rockies
amount
If
I
felt
I
could
contentment
of
say
contentment,
I
atmosphere here
the
in
"Yes.
northern Canada."
in
Having attended
Q.
I
mean
I
tages of a small college
comparison
in
"The obvious advantages one gets
know everyone
to
some ways
On
chance
a
much
larger
chance
to speak
and with the policy makers
of
greater discussion, and
in
for
of professors
wish to
of
permanent
library
contributing
to
go
area
Also,
1
research
think
located.
is
to an urban area, or
does she wish
Farmville?
like
is
all
is
she
depends on
to
looking
come for
in
to a
an
part of a choice that the student should
have. Thank goodness interest
What
it
plus
Does a student
university or college
education? This
student's
greater
we have
that
choice!
happens to be, someplace
States there's a college that
Whatever in
the
think,
I
attend large universities (by
own
their
therefore,
large university probably the people
in
her
will
not
do
their
own
learning
more
so-
one who attends
Also,
come
in
own major department.
contact with
a all
This accounts for
Dean
hlolt,
since
you attended a coeducational school,
you probably cited many advantages and disadvantages an
all girls'
"First of is
school. all,
Would you
girls'
schools and boys' schools as a separation
a Southern tradition.
not
grow up
in
to
please state these?
I
am
not from the South,
fine girls' schools, very excellent
ones
and
1
did
However, we had very
the Southern tradition.
in
the North.
The Seven
Sisters or schools similar to that are quite obviously the pres-
tige
schools
of
the
East.
Coming from my background,
never had a chance to go to one of those schools.
the
have afforded
it
in
the
first
place.
In
I
I
couldn't
the second place,
I
United couldn't have afforded to get back
fits
to
they're probably
this
thousand
fifty
quite a bit of difference."
Q.
and the endowment
much more on
academic
find the
different?
and more grown-up.
phisticated
greater growth.
larger curricular offerings.
where the rural
a better
who
think students
and research.
major contribution to academic excellence. There
a
chairs a
for
chance
is
a large campus, there are larger budgets making the
procurement
is
a
that every-
is
There are more face-to-face
else.
intimately with their professors is
to a large university?
of a small college
relationships with students. There
the college. There
advantages and disadvan-
think are the
do you
a university,
Longwood
the mega-universities that have forty or
students) are
What do you
Q.
at
that particular interest."
and
forth, let
alone to pay
the tuition to get
available then as
many
Like
state.
Scholarship
in.
now.
Is
it
of you,
girls
my
with
because
educational aspirations.
feel
not nearly as
my
to the university in
I
choose the other because
to
who
money was
went
chose
might not have been
fact that a girls' school
happened
I
chose to attend a state supported
I'm not saying that
institution.
best suit
I
So,
I
I
it
negates the
just as
thought
good.
I
would
It
many
think there are
quite the contrary. They fee! that living only
women and
being
a better education.
I
in
a
women's
again go back to what
thank goodness there are
all
kinds, so
them
institution will offer
the big state university
like
I'm sure this
Is
cipitates the choice of
schools.
The very
student's choice.
structure wasn't this
going to change, but
I
think
of
the
university
way?
Do you
think as
many
If
girls
the the
who
institution
if
ing
of a female institution, of course.
men. You become a suitcase school; you
men every weekend. When every Friday night Is a mass exodus. You either go to the surroundInstitutions that have men, or you go home to boyfriends.
to
the
comes, there
class spirit
and school
a definite disadvantage brought
about by the segregation of the sexes.
On
a coeducational
campus most of the activities are centered on the campus unless you happen to be pinned or engaged to someone going to another school. Most of your contacts, however, are made at the school where you go; therefore, you are on campus for weekends. think the basic disadvantages are probably social ones rather than academic ones." I
Q.
What
are the qualities of a
good teacher?
"Scholarship, sincerity, empathy."
pre-
It
Influences
would pose these questions: What
The obvious disadvantage
go
is
90
Is
they had a comparable coeducational institution available?
that there are no
that this
there are graduate
choose to be teachers, would go to a women's
Is
tendency to lower the
would say
going to one of the three women's
structure I
women
I
For Instance,
school.
the University of Virginia
percent male, and most of the students.
all girls'
think this has a
said before:
I
people can choose what-
ever kind they wish. There are, however, certain circumstances that Influence a girl to attend an
I
spirit.
Linda Matthews
LINES Written
in
a Fit of
Anger surges upwards from Cracking
Of
fils
Despa pair
fiis
dark cave,
seething wfiip across the backs
fiery stallions,
And gleaming
who
with flattened ears
teeth attack the unoffending
He flings his barbed darts At those around him, caring not on whom they The gates of hiades open wide Earth beneath.
As
fall
with a rush, he, devil-sent, ascends
The lower regions
of that great
Without which
could not
Stamping out
life
chamber
exist.
affection, crushing love.
Thrusting reason aside, disregarding All but Passion, with
And
whom
he mixes
creates Hatred.
Jenny Young
14
The
from the bathroom spilled under the door crack,
light
and she could hear the running shower.
TOO SOON
"hie'll
be
A
decided
that she
Ten minutes."
a while.
She paused.
puzzle
came
"How many ten minutes fit Any years? What comparisons.
Linda Long
into her mind,
into It's
"Time" brought her backwards.
Old words,
the pieces of
together, echoing
She peered
into
barely
grayness,
the
outlining
became
clearer to her
She
his.
all
felt
—
odd
the
broad shoulders, the
at times
like
the
first
bureau, then her husband's form as he stood before
He
it.
stout chest
with the children
this,
had
it
then, as
she sometimes
"The war? like
out of her mind.
Impossible.
She knew
it,
tried
baby had
Really
four
years? Yes,
long,
a
—
suspected.
that's
like
do that.
Only
in
when she wrestled
The
was cheap; and,
the apartment, there
in
just
wasn't
the quiet, very intimate with
.
War
years?
yes, time."
.
was a new puzzle now.
dead conversation, began
good.
She coughed
Checking
the
many changes." easier.
.
fitting
During the war, early
the
in
first
more than he ever
all
day and wore
herself out
I
guess."
'Now what?"
long time
Daytime was
it.
started walking, so close attention
with everything else to
moments
still
It
time
'How's the baby?"
Billy."
Well, hurry
not to think about
the time to think
but that's
just
in
seemed,
felt.
twenty, with too few letters and far too
She
It
he had always been, almost as though there had
if
never been a war.
way
itself
four years?
was Larry asking her:
'Quiet.
another world, and the world
one
chambers even she believed her memory
in
safely locked for
year,
a teasing
to explore.
But she
it
up.
took
still
It's
all
January, not July."
the time she
was properly covered. Yes, and was
bed and under of
the
the
to see that Billy
room
remembered slipping back covers which were so warm that the
running smoothly. She
still
silent
needed
that the vaporizer in his
the
open rooms
minutes passed.
left
her
body
Half an hour.
with
baby sounded, coughing again and
the crib.
a
shiver.
She could
still
rattling
into chill
Then the recall
how
the sides of
And
"Nancy, no." ."
"Larry
.
"O.K.
make
But
The tone
...
I
baby
since
the
Now,
well,
I
it
a
check
fast
time
this
—
the
last
I
went to bed with one idea
woke
first
can't sleep,
up
us
it
and wait
off
like
I'd
much, and shirts
and
was then that she knew
forcefulness
memory's
in
his
it
was
The deliberate
serious.
voice returned to her,
very real
still
in
her
ear.
.
.
Is
we expected."
.
"Just one duffel
bag
in
is It
they're sending
going
to
And
Mexico.
"The orders came through yesterday, and
I
went
right
—
a
"When, Larry? When?" tell
all
over again
back into the
— not even
She had
staring at the
little
She remembered how sank Into pools.
it
to
listening
anymore.
turned away from him,
pillow,
She
re-
room across
the
stop the tears.
light in
seemed
She blacked
Billy's
to melt as her vision it
out,
well,
later,
you?"
guess
I
least bit of attention.
then to
first,
it'll
Camp
this
would come sooner or
week from now,
a
And
hlow strange
her reply?
month or
Luna,
New
We
both
be overseas.
wouldn't be stationed here for the duration.
O God,
"But tomorrow!
herself
wasn't
It
folding job
later.
Come
on,
Tomorrow,
a year." that she could recall her
own
I've
."
membered silently
the train.
my
voice quality so perfectly.
.
every muscle pulling.
hall.
On
you, dear. Tomorrow.
I
of
the hall closet."
Washington
Nancy, you knew
fallen
already packed.
be proud
honey."
"When?"
She saw
I've
really
It?"
knew
She had
you.
and you'd
"Nancy?"
.
you."
"No, no. Where
I'm
Silence.
"I'm trying to
for
I've told
"Nancy, you haven't been paying the
"I'm leaving sooner than
already
her cheeks into small spots of wetness
Nancy?"
.
.
all,
"Where
planned." It
.
"No, dear,
mind, but
down
fell
white pillowcase.
have to pack
"I-I'll
it.
been thinking again.
I've
put
can't
in
soft
"Nancy
time.
voice had changed, and she obeyed
of his
"Nancy,
the drops
on the
.
squinted hard.
Larry,
tomorrow
"Anytime would have been too soon.
is
too soon."
Remember
that,
Nancy." So, there she after
all
tion to the
as she
had
that time.
had
lit
at
it
—
the words together again
all
The shower stopped, snapping her
doorcrack. Billy's
She wondered, staring
light,
if
she could
—
still,
atten-
at the crack
go back now, would
she have said anyfhing different. the children with your at least as far as
"Why
think
mother
.
Washington.
about
I
The door opened, surprising but
vanished the instant the
it
it.
suppose.
I
leave
"I'll
me go
let
with you,
Larry!"
But
I
can't.
Then other
A
appeared,
silhouette
was cut
off again.
"Nancy?"
He
Icicles
know what thoughts he was breaking upon, what the flashback had been. What did he know of the old rerun movie she played? couldn't
the
in
dripping, drops
descend, boring in
the snow.
She couldn't see him
until
bed responded
"Why? Why?
shaking
the wind, melting,
tunnels
"Thought maybe you'd already be asleep."
when
ICICLES
be the only one."
can't
her.
light
maybe:
Like,
only
.
Please,
Forget
it?
women, some have,
.
he crossed the window. Then,
to his weight, a chill
came over
From the
her.
funnel's It's
not
to
fair
him,
and he doesn't even
end
know!" they
No,
Of
it
wasn't
and she would blame
fair;
course. The war had killed Larry;
Then she would
tell
here and alive.
And
herself that
God
it
on the war.
knew she
didn't.
9 0.
he was dead, that she was
could Larry have found
it
so strange
that she love again?
"No. But
.
soon,
.
Oh, no. .
like
But
why should
.
it
.
.
it's
only
be too soon?
Larry had said?
He
when Is
I
think
it?
had, hadn't he?
like
that.
Anytime? Too
Tricia
Shaw
GOD
God
is
KNOWIN'S ONE THING
the Sea
The woman you love Buf fear fo touch.
The man you Yet fear
God
is
sit
When
beside I
his strength.
was a
I
could see
mailbox was.
the Sea
my
marry Him.
far, I
little
kid,
clear
was
I
to
'member gran'pa comin' the
end but
five then,
he knew we
thing
from the
the country an' on a farm an'
My
city;
liked
tellin'
city
o'
things
Every spring gran'pa took us over to the
all
the time,
Sh aron i^ollms diff'rent.
a kite
tail
I
O' course
how me
things,
an'
some-
us
livin'
jest
by
instink.
me
an'
meadow; we always
my
brothers played
we went with gran'pa it was Gran'pa showed us how to make
but when
noticed things.
with big elm leaves.
things bein' beautiful. That
19
see
him nothin'.
went there with him. there
visit.
all.
Gran'pa, he knew a bunch
With nobody
still
to
road where our
hie always brung us
out
in
kin
I
brothers run to meet gran'pa.
the
of
was
He
never said nothin' 'bout
sissy stuff.
Gran'pa knew Gran'pa
grown-ups might
Our
to
good 'nough.
that
useta' walk
lake.
to the lake with
all
thought boys wouldn't
o'
We
down
never told gran'pa
like
was
it
the guys. that
—comin'
When
My lake
grees.
hisself.
came
Gran'pa was awful
we
didn't even
We
jest laid
funny stories.
when he came
an'
— go swimmin'
'less
was
it
a
to the
guys
tol'
me
an'
my
stuff.
tell
I
me
that
why gran'pa was gonna
That's
what she
I
first,
but
It
road from
us.
knew gran'pa wasn't
live with us.
He
old,
it
guy would
with
ol'
man
was perfict
cleaned that place
he
but
like
Kern's place a mile
for
My
one man.
it
was
like
a
He
made carpeted
'til
o' liked.
like
20
nothin'
my Gran'pa
me
useta'
ma
the
for
looked
do when he
wall.
handmade his own
an'
He
even crochayed
it.
Nobody never
'bout
nothin'. hisself.
in
saw gran'pa agin.
I
was
all
an'
smilin'
was
It
a cool drink
gittin'
in
in
the
happy. The guys so,
but
I
know
tell.
real late jest as
o'
my
Gran'pa.
when gran'pa
happy
oldest brother
left
to walk
back to
his
house,
as he useta' be.
was
sixteen
an'
told us 'bout gran'pa gittin' hit
a baby.
his
floor,
him agin. They didn't say
to see
was
sissy
an' the fellas
Gran'pa came
was
My
never
over the
all
learned everythin' by
an' he
club house any
we
gran'pa's was covered with
wasn't
was so proud
It
the
gran'pa took
you would not believe.
no paint, but
down
it
gran'pa could
didn't say so jest at
He
gran'pa, he was difT'rent.
talked 'bout what
was three weeks before
was glad
an'
I
It
o'
rugs
kitchen. I
knew.
I
house
August, an'
old.
said.
Well, gran'pa took
touched
they can't work good.
— 'cause he was
ol'
to teach
He
git old
live with us
knew somethin' though.
knew he wasn't gonna
an'
had
when people
That's
I
He
His
shawls,
loved the way gran'pa was so funny. told
should
walk
a
that year.
visit
painted pictures was
how
brothers
visit much. more. That was too long
to visit.
That
hundred de-
the shade an' listened to gran'pa
in
the
All
funny,
funny an' great gran'pa was.
Ma
did go
I
sad or somethin'.
by
things
We
so close, gran'pa didn't
see him
to
Gran'pa was lonely
never asked.
He knew
livin'
gran'pa.
'cause he
o.k.
To be gone
o'
Some
I
never seen him cry
by a
truck.
He
cried
guess everybody loved gran'pa as much as me.
I
Gran'pa's leg was hurt bad, an' I
never even seen
scabby from
wondered what
it
much
talkin'
on the
fallin'
still
did nothin'
got
hate the truck driver.
was
after
street, an'
bein' so
like
he got
hlis
hit.
he looked kind
happy
face was o' sick.
an' then gittin'
it
o'
asked him though.
be "good
better.
another ward.
never said nothin'
I
It
agin.
made gran'pa if
He made city
Complainin',
I
way
they
make dead people
agin, but
look so fakey.
could see make-up.
made me go
but they
They closed
I
to the
My him a
Gran'pa lot.
I
is
gone now, but
love him.
I
I
never said
talk so,
to
him a
leg
Jonna Darnes
brace an' how clumsey
Gran'pa thought it was a Joke when them doctors said he had cancer, an' he kidded the nurses 'bout bein' allergic to isolation It
wasn't funny.
thin'
like
That All
when they put him
Old people
bein' in a hospital can
killed
gran'pa's
he talked
will
in
git lonely quick.
make
a single room. I
guess some-
ya' sad an' really old.
power.
bout was how
sick
he was.
Gran'pa never
21
lot.
I
visit
but gran'pa knew.
real sad.
he used crutches.
a
I
Gran'pa wasn't no pouter, though. He jest made new His room sounded like one o' them Bob Hope soldier his
wanted
his casket.
gran'pa cried everyfime he got
Gran'pa joked 'bout
I
room where
friends.
shows.
eyes
an old person.
the
lonely.
My
My
mean.
saw him.
lake an'
his
in
sit.
I
never saw gran'pa agin.
moved him
friends
doctors
time
Gran'pa got the best spot in the graveyard. Right by under a big shade tree. He likes it, bet.
only took him 'bout three weeks
them stupid
made me wonder
That
It
gran'pa"
ol'
hospital room, but then to
I
last
like
like
look at him,
to
all
to gran'pa.
Then gran'pa got to
looked
don't
the family
couldn't never
'bout
I
that before.
like
teary the
Gran'pa looked young
I
bashed up. I
all
He
face either.
his
Gran'pa wasn't
I
me, mine
I,
A
blessed lovely
Alas, through
No I
toil,
no
trio
life
strife
worship
Solo Mio.
Rachael Paschall
22-
ODE TO MORNING morning ...
it's
Someone
steps
.
.
to
.
.
.
of the
—
go
as they
by.
but no one ever does I
burned the
day passing
.
.
.
.
.
.
toast.
Click
.
.
Click
.
they had never heard such noise.
if
my head
they stare ...
two, three
the floor's cold ...
.
echo the sound
people stare as bury
—one,
make him stop
should
morning
It's
My I
know because the dog next door
I
barking at the cars
is
in
newspaper
the
them keep
of
all
my
whisper behind
back
.
.
.
.
.
riding the
.
subway
on
their eyes fixed
my
behind closed doors
.
.
.
form,
.
.
.
silence.
.
they know. Click Loneliness creeps click
Pain eats
.
.
away
.
in
click at
my
.
I
can slurp
It's
my
.
.
all
.
click
fours
.
.
.
click
My
their stares,
I
click
.
.
.
to
.
.
.
is
night.
can breathe
I
.
.
.
know because the cat next door is
crying for love
Someone should But no
.
destination
and
coffee and undress.
night ...
.
and opens the door
.
thoughts.
The darkness removes and
.
on
let
.
her
.
In
.
.
.
one ever does.
Pam Richardson 23
.
He
flashed
"Well, I
WHAT HAPPENED
THEN?
well,
had
to
we
All
me
then gave
a look of
mock-awe.
Charles Taylor Howie, boy politician."
"Not quite
to laugh with him.
you know.
wanted
his Irish grin
well.
did was
sit
talk about who we came home. Nothing
picked one and
for governor,
'boy' at thirty-seven,
around and
it."
He
smiled again which
Blast the
He
man!
always
made me managed
Struggling to
gangling adolescent.
grin to
sort of sheepishly.
make me
overcome
feel
this,
I
like
a
asked,
"How'd you spend your vacation?"
A
sudden shadow passed over
closely akin to pain settled
how "Hey!
He
Pat!"
half-turned
I
called to the
and
I
tall
blonde man ahead
called again.
of
I
Good
call
me you
kid,
1
I
told
As we don't "I
was
finally.
"I
don't really know
"Walk home
with me,
on,
I
asked,
lift
in
from
"What's with you, Pat?
Sud-
the middle of the afternoon?" his
face as he shook "I
just
his
head.
don't
like to
go home alone."
are, son."
yourself, Charlie?"
shrugged, a flush of pride warming over me.
face and an expression
"No, not the dark," he scrowled, vaguely.
kid,"
smiled, very solemnly for him.
delegate to the convention."
his
his eyes.
try.
The gloom didn't
to see you, kid."
"Where you been keeping
he said,
it,"
denly afraid of the dark,
told him, laughing. "I'm six years older than
He
I'll
As we walked
"Pat Calloway!" This time
hurried to catch up with him. "Don't
I
describe
though, and
me.
he turned around and caught sight of me. "Charlie Howie!
to
in
He
a
started to turn
live this
way,"
smiled wanly.
on."
him with careful careless-
We
ness.
24
walked
in.
I
down
Twelfth Street,
I
stopped. "You
protested. "I
moved
while you were gone.
Come
was
"I
my
I
and
the speaker was.
scowled
wanted
I
to get
you before you
'Speaking,'
was holding a dead phone.
do
looking
said,
I
the
at
or
kill
i
just fallen
are you?
Who
to strike.
I
was hopeless.
if
You won't be much longer! had the whisperer
I
are you going to
kill?'
in
possibly sleep after that, so icy breakfast,
and headed
for
I
rose, dressed,
my
my
ease.
hands.
picked
my head
gulped down an
matter of fact."
low,
You do know Minor,
He
bank.
nine,
ring until
left
me
guess,
I
felt
I
and
Not enough
sleep,
take care of later,
I
I
guess.'
just
I
stood
'Howard
line.
the conversation
slowly replaced the receiver Joe,'
I
Calloway speak-
'Sheriff
He ended
'Go on home,
chair.
'You okay,
said,
Joe's puzzled gaze on me.
sheriff. Tonight.'
hands.
setting
I
staring after him,
familiar chuckle crept over the
my
The
He's there now, as a
felt distinctly
I
desk.
peaked, Joe.
sank into 'I'll
and
asked
I
grinned at him, trying to appear at
with his usual abruptness.
so he explained further. at the
I
He
all.'
my
up with a sinking sensation.
"An eternity the moon rose
"He's the new clerk
on our
it
Houghes' place,
don't you?"
shook
A
ing.'
couldn't
office.
"Paul Minor was there waiting for me.
it
until
shrilled insistantly in the brief silence.
and watched
I
at
about
feel pretty
'I
The phone
His soft chuckle I
Nothing
in
office
Minor?'
smiled very slowly and replied, 'Nothing at
Look peaked.'
Pat?
me
my
to
for you,
asked rather sharply. 'What can
I
stood by
I
"Joe came
who he was went home about or
floated over the line followed by a sharp click.
I
Calloway.
do
I
Pat laughed harshly.
went
1
there staring at
'Well,'
He
you?'
for
all,
asleep when the phone rang. 'Make
Sheriff.
clutched the receiver as
it
who he was
when he was going
had
yourself comfortable.
'Who
do
'We have something
went on rounds that night but
I
didn't even have any idea
just sat
uncomfortable.
curiously, as
"Joe and going to
He
absently.
was saying,
1
What can
found Minor there.
first.'
five a.m.
man. Well, as
"Little
won't be going yet,
'I
receiver.
glanced down and, on
pale as death, from the room.
raced,
Florida.
left for
He
cigarette.
a
catching sight of Pat and me, emitted a muffled shriek as he
He chuckled kill someone if you don't stop me.' 'And you can't stop me.' There was an abrupt click
I
Joe,'
We
who
I
going to
again.
to
a strange voice inquired.
there?'
followed the gesture and saw a thin man, puffing heavily
and frequently on
There was a chuckle on the other end as the man
'Good,
said,
I
minute questions when the phone rang.
last
tried to figure out just
I
said.
I'm
he began, "checking with Joe Lyie,
office,"
on
Sheriff
'Hello,
as
my
in
substitute,
I
and
head on
said,
this place.'
dropped beyond
the sun
to find
was perfect
me for
at
a
the town
and
Howard Houghes'
old place.
confrontation. The
shadowed
half-moon, the lurking patches of gloom spreading from the
gestured toward a second story window
ancient, deserted house, even the golden-haired hero.
somewhere,
left.
25
lurking in the dark, a killer-to-be
was
after
me."
And
We
stopped walking and stood next to a
walk,
He
I
me
smiled at
I
demanded,
im-
you
in,
practically Pat,"
I
wearily with a look of infinite pain and
"I'm tired,
eyes.
his
In
I'd invite
on,
the middle of the side-
in
"Well,"
"What happened then?"
patiently,
sadness
brick wall.
long,
but
.
."
.
stamped my
said.
"You
Charlie,
and we're home.
he shrugged. foot like a spoiled child.
just
can't leave
me
"Come What
hanging.
happened then?"
He
smiled
again
nothing, however.
and the sadness
He
just
intensified.
head bent and shoulders hunched, through the Like a bird fascinated wall
my
by a snake,
and rested on the sign
He
said
turned abruptly and walked, with
I
knew
I'd
wall.
eyes scaled the solid
see: "Riversen National
Cemetery."
Louise Dougherty
26
Posters
BLUE CHEER
down
stare lon
and white or schizophrenic colors cover
black
in
Fonda, Ginsberg, and the American Indian
the walls; Leary, at
you; advertising posters for San Francisco's Ava-
Ballroom and Fillmore Auditorium; messages to turn you
on, blow your mind, silk
screened
and
—
clutter
beads,
silver,
leather
trip glasses,
on a
The
little
You pass by
all
the
Peace Alley because you see down
at
the
shop
is
called
Blue Cheer.
other end a white sign painted in
the alley
summer
air.
It
gritty alley
is
a
dusty glass
in
small black letters
creative sign.
that takes
dim
The door
is
the
sounds
traffic
by brick buildings on both
front of the shop.
window
suspended
You walk down
where the sea sounds and
of the port city are muffled
and you stand
in
lost
sides,
tall
stool.
He
flower children
belong
open. The
up almost the whole
sandals,
alley
pocket-
carvings, elaborate roach
is
an ancient cash register,
will
see
in
register the proprietor of Blue is
a thin
who come
in
searching for a place to
those narrowing pupils love and goodwill
instead of dollar signs.
front of
lights
pleading for peace and love. So you go
belts,
hang
frontier
of oriental incense.
and the shop is dim, so you cannot see exactly what the wares of Blue Cheer are. Through the open door drifts the notes of a hard rock ballad the store reflects the
a rack
crafted jewelry of copper
wood
and boxes
—
On
and fringed
Cheer sits young man, looking as though he never moves very much or very fast, and dressed in levis cut off above the ankles and a dingy tee-shirt. His curly black hair is long and uncombed and it falls over his wire rimmed spectacles. His unfrimmed beard looks like coarse licorice-flavored cotton candy, spun out on a machine gone beserk. You look at his small dark eyes and wonder if the
and beside the cash
other shops on
goods
rough wooden counter
a
reality.
coarse cloth,
shelves along with
holders, water pipes,
On
of
Hand-made
jackets.
books
and stamp out
dresses
Karla Myers
in.
27
PEACE
Peace
is
just
and Peace
is
Peace
is
before the world wakes up the night has
just after
gone
to bed.
children having learned to sing, but
not yet to swear.
hands outstretched
fingers curl into
Peace
is
in
friendship before the
fists.
seeing someone's soul and loving him,
before seeing him with your eyes and hating him.
Peace
Is
standing up
Peace
Is
cheeks
tall
warm
enough
to kneel
down.
with the sun,
before they have
become
moist with fears.
Barbara Leahe'
28
AND THEN THE PARTING
How many
tears until happiness?
There are always a few more to cry.
How much If
As watch the things you do know that time can never change The personality of you.
I
peace
will
I
finally
have
ever stop wondering why?
I
How many more
times
will
fall in
I
love?
I
Could
in
some
Until
we may meet again Much changed from what we hope
that
I
will
know you
I
dark woods must
can find
later If
Year,
I
ever be able to say?
How many
For time can only rearrange
Appearance, and
I
tears are but rain to
Then
I
I
wander throuc
my way? make flowers grow,
should have flowers to spare.
are.
And
then.
will
1
That lined
collect
my
all
the silver
dark clouds of despair?
cannot believe that my God of Love Could let everything keep going wrong; So when finally I'm able to sing again, I
I'll
She
sing you an endless song.
Linda Pelikan
29
WIDE-AWAKE
FALL-I-NESS
Crisp apple bite-i-ness,
Warm
sweater breeze;
Witches', goblins' scare-I-ness,
Halloween and
kids;
Tickle nose smell-i-ness,
Bright motley trees;
Loud
football game-i-ness,
dry leaves;
Rattlely,
Gay,
friendly thank-you-ness.
Pumpkin Crackling
pie, turkeys;
fire
snuggleness,
Flame red Hard, brown
berr-ies;
nut-I-ness,
Quick gray
furr-ies;
School-time study-ness,
Soon, tinseled trees.
Edrie Bays
30
PATRONS Grant's Shopping Center
Stackpole Components
Company,
P.
O. Box
M
State Theater Farmville Manufacturing Co., Shopping Center Knit Korner
Moore's Distributing Co. Farmville Herald
Leggett's
Smitty Electric Co. Collins Florist
Owen-Sanford, Shopping Center Gray's Rexall
Newman's Martin The Jeweler Esther
May
Village
Shop
Crute's
Cedar Brook
Restaurant, Rice
Carter's Flower
Road
Shop
Baldwin's, Farmville, Virginia
Longwood
Jeweler, Farmville, Virginia
College Shoppe Sherwin-Williams Co. 31