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For My Quieter Classmates...Author(s): Scott HeumannSource: AAUP Bulletin, Vol. 58, No. 3 (Sep., 1972), p. 321Published by: American Association of University ProfessorsStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/40224605 .
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versity; Ralph S. Brown, Jr. (Law), Yale University; Clark Byse (Law), Harvard University; Bertram H. Davis (English), Washington Office, ex officio; David Fellman (Political Science), University of Wisconsin; C. William
Heywood (History), Cornell College; William J. Kilgore
(Philosophy), Baylor University; Walter P. Metzger (His- tory), Columbia University; John R. Phillips (English), Western Michigan University; C. Dallas Sands (Law), University of Alabama; Winton U. Solberg (History), University of Illinois.
For My Quieter Classmates . . . Say nothing
You may be a masterpiece closed in a cupboard
We'll never know
And what we interpret Are the obscure metaphors of your Song of Myself:
searchlight eyes drumming fingers with their
hieroglyphic ring seldom-smile and scissorsharp brow
Say nothing
You may be less interesting than you look
After all, through twenty silent centuries
Stonehenge was only a calendar -
the most mystic poet of stone was only counting days on her indestructible digits, passing time while being passed by
Say nothing
But somewhere in your private mind I'll plant this litany:
Obscurity is the false refuge of poets; and silence,
of students.
Scott Heumann Trinity University (73)
AUTUMN 1972 321
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