Poet’s Corner: Untitled

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by Brad Negrotto (Graduate Student)

The ceremony begins

With a mild apprehension.

A century’s long swallow

Both mechanical and hollow.

I build the bulwark and marry the floor

In a blonde stream of static ignored.

It’s a fine woodwork of satin tatters—

Quiescent and pallid, overgrown and tarried.

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