Open Fields

 Are you judging from halls

  academic

 

Or from places where words

  cannot hide

 

Are your hours immersed in

  false reference

 

Or in a visceral pursuit

  that defies

 

All bias and excuse

  living tethered

 

In an ivy walled mansion

  enthroned

 

While beauty and truth

  run together

 

Through open fields

   —that no pundit has grown

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)  

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