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20 OB enaistance Digitized by the Internet Archive 2013 in http://archive.org/details/renaissance200319wayn RENAISSANCE The Writers' and Artists' Magazine of Wayne Community College Goldsboro, North Carolina Volume 19, May 2003 DEDICATION This nineteenth issue of RENAISSANCE is dedicated to Malcolm Shearin Director of Media Productions For his technical expertise For his many contributions to Renaissance behind the scenes For his support and love ofthe arts STUDENT AWARDS Cover Design ~ Lind Hall Art ~ Melissa Valley Short Story Ina Royer Essay Rick Harshberger EDITORS Rosalyn Lomax Paula Sauls Kathryn Spicer Marian Westbrook, Editor Emerita ACKNOWLEDGMENTS Liberal Arts Faculty Ann Spicer Patricia Turlington and Margaret Boothe Baddour Mel DeFeo Rashaunda Newton Kevin Palaganas Zachary Swan Media Department Grace Lutz Malcolm Shearin, Wade Hallman Alice Wadsworth Student Government Association Kornegay Printing and The Artists and Writers No part ofthis magazine may be reproduced without permission. Copyright 2003 Renaissance Views expressed are those ofthe individual contributors and do not necessarily reflect the views of the editors or ofthis institution. Table ofContents Bearded Iris 1 Melissu Valley, Associate in Arts Nostalgia 2 Amy Houser, Associate in Arts RunningThrough the Berry Wild 2 Jennifer Benfield, Associate in Arts* Self-Portrait 3 Melissa Valley, Associate in Arts Tears forA Friend 4 Rick Harshberger. Forestry Dolphins 6 Diane DeBruine, Associate in Arts What We Had 7 Tara Humphries, Public Information Officer Pieces 7 Heather Shearer, Associate in Arts The Crush 7 Tara Humphries, Public Information Officer Window to My Life 8 Emily Holt. Pre-Art Education The Fallen Leaves 8 ChristopherLawson, Associate in Fine Arts Good Morning 8 Cathy Moran. Special Credit* Butterfly 8 Diane DeBruine, Associate in Arts Self-Portrait 9 Sandra Phillips, Special Credit The Convention 10 Ina Royer,Associate inArts Feeling My Way Through Life 13 Emily Holt, Associate in Arts Reflections 14 Andrew Petruolo. Associate in Arts* HalfMoons 14 Heather Shearer, Associate in Arts Spies 15 Kristin Shearin, Associate in Arts Knives 15 Amy Houser.Associate inArts Eternally Trapped 15 April Lewis, Associate in Arts Undone 16 Tara Humphries. Public Information Officer Control 16 Julie Santee, Nursing Hard Sole 16 Amy Houser, Associate in Arts Way Up High 17 Kyle Ingle. Associate in Arts Knight 17 Kyle Ingle. Associate in Arts Flying Tractor 18 Jerry Penuel, Substance Abuse Instructor My Old45 19 Heather Shearer, Associate inArts Lily ofthe Valley 20 Jennifer Benfield, Associate in Arts* Circle ofBraided Silver 20 Rosalyn Lomax, English/Student Success Instructor The Quilt 21 Loretta Vinson.Associate inArts* Holbein Blackworks 21 Lind Hall, Special Credit Time Well Spent 22 MelissaAcres, Associate in Arts Wet Pavement 22 Lind Hall. Special Credit AGood Workout 23 Dusty Shivar, Associate inArts AfterSeurat 23 Amy Houser. Associate inArts BreakOut 24 Shawna Morton. Associate in Arts At the NC Museum ofArt 25 Margaret Boothe Baddour, Humanities Instructor Fire Swans 25 JeffWilliams. English Instructor ALay to Lay's 25 Ann Spicer. Liberal Arts Division Head OldTrap 25 Ray Brannon. Sociology Instructor Part ofthe Package 26 Dot Elledge. Library Services Coordinator Self-Portrait 27 Lind Hall, Special Credit My DWEMS 28 Rhonda Aldridge. Associate in Arts Fire and Ice 29 Tara Humphries. Public Information Officer It is Actually Made! 29 Melissa Valley. Associate inArts The Girls in TheirNightgowns 29 Margaret Boothe Baddour. Humanities Instrutor Losing You 30 JeffWilliams. English Instructor Son Emmett 30 Lind Hall, Special Credit Tumbling Blocks 31 Lind Hall. Special Credit Feathered Blocks 31 Melissa Valley. Associate inArts The Gift 32 Michael McAdams, Associate in Applied Science Country Bouquet 34 Melissa Valley. Associate inArts InAWoven Basket 35 Scott David Kujawa, Associate in Arts* Temptation 35 MelissaSutton, Associate in Arts* Grapes ofWrath 35 Melissa Valley. Associate inArts TheTartsweetjuicycold 35 Cathy Moran. Special Credit* Resurrection Petunias 36 Rosalyn Lomax, English/Student Success Instructor Hummer 36 Audrey Flores. Associate in Arts Body Language 37 Audrey Flores, Associate in Arts ArtforDummies 37 Melissa Valley, Associate inArts Summer 38 Ann Spicer, LiberalArts Department Head Light Parade 38 Connie Lamb. Special Credit Seashells 39 Diane DeBruine, Associate inArts Dreaming atMountain Heritage Day 39 JeffWilliams, English Instructor Tiptoeing in Dreams 40 Anna Bryson, Associate in Science Starry Sky 40 ShawnaMorton, Associate in Arts SweetMelodies 40 Aaron Wellington, Information Systems Tonight 40 Steve Miller,Associate inApplied Science Self-Portrait 41 Ranae Rogerson, Associate in Arts Shoe Stein 42 Ranae Rogerson, Associate in Arts Wish Dancer 43 JeffWilliams, English Instructor Bubble Hat 43 Lind Hall, Special Credit The Dog Lady 44 JenniferBenfield, Associate in Arts* Wild Side 45 Sandra Phillips, Special Credit This Ocean ofMine 46 Dee Lucas, Criminal Justice Forty Years 46 Kyle Ingle, Associate in Arts Pure 46 Steve Miller,Associate in Applied Science Sun RisingAround the World 47 Melissa Valley, Associate inArts OceanWaves 47 ScottDavid Kujawa, Associate in Arts* Sitting onCaswell Beach 47 Melissa Sutton. Associate in Arts* Phantom ofthe Opera 48 Kristin Shearin, Associate in Arts Awakening 48 Andrew Petruolo, Associate in Arts* WinterTree 48 Heather Shearer,Associate inArts The Everliving 49 Mike Elliott, Associate in Arts Sanctimonium 49 Tara Humphries, Public Information Officer Deeper 49 Kristin Shearin, Associate in Arts Mary Had A Little Lamb 50 JeffWilliams. English Instructor The Peanut Butter 50 JenniferBenfield, Associate in Arts* Kick UpYourHeels 50 Lind Hall, Special Credit Blues Poem 51 JenniferBenfield, Associate in Arts* I'll NeverWrite A Poem 51 Matthew Fuhs. Jump Start* BeenThere. DoneThat 51 Kyle Ingle, Associate inArts The MasterPlan 52 Carl Sutton Brow, Counselor* Time Warp 53 Mike Elliott, Associate in Arts Scar 54 Jerry Penuel, Substance Abuse Instructor AWork in Progress 54 MelissaValley, Associate inArts Tatami 55 Sandra Phillips, Special Credit For My Friend 55 Grace Lutz, MediaTechnician Where Is Peace? 56 Mark Wheaton, Associate in Science Where's the Spider? 56 Mike Elliott, Associate in Arts WhatAre We Doing? 56 April Lewis, Associate in Arts Longing forLakenheath 57 Matthew Fuhs. Jump Start* You Were 57 JeffWilliams, English Instructor Clouds 57 DanaHine, Associate in Science Focus 57 Connie Lamb. Special Credit What Did Mary Hear? 58 Rosalyn Lomax. English/Student Success Instructor Daffodil 58 MelissaValley, Associate in Arts Gorgeous 59 Emily Holt, Associate inArts Rowdy 60 TheresaWhite-Wallace, LiberalArts Secretary All Shook Up 61 Ranae Rogerson, Associate in Arts Poem Undone 62 Trudi Thomas. Associate inArts A Piece ofA Friend 62 Marie Brickhouse, Special Credit Made forWalking 62 Sandra Phillips, Special Credit Fantasy 63 Kristin Shearin, Associate in Arts Three Feathers 63 Lind Hall, Special Credit The Wildflowerand the Rose 63 Trudi Thomas.Associate in Arts Up, Up andAway 64 Lind Hall. Special Credit The Walk 64 Andrew Petruolo, Associate in Arts* *Students in ENG 125, Creative Writing a Bearded Iris Melissa Valley s Nostalgia Amy Houser Running Through the Berry Wild Running through the berry wild That Mother Nature has beguiled Youths wind along cream-white clover As the ready fruit beckons them over Lying against the dewy earth bed Dotted with tiny hearts ofred The soil yields as the heat looms Ripening love's summer blooms Like the roses' engaging tips The fruit is pressed against their lips Pointing as the arrow soars Towards the depth ofpassion's core Bursting with a wave of sweet A taste ofessence made complete Byjuices tart upon the chin And tiny seeds lie down within Now we hear laughter of a child Running through the berry wild Jennifer Benfield 2 Tears For A Friend Rick Harshberger The opening day oftrout season wasjust around the corner, and Dad and I were gearing up for this highly celebrated event. We spent several nights discussing our game plan for the up- coming day. We carefully selected our spot on the lake and made a list ofeverything two fisher- men needed for an all-day outing. We debated over using artificial lures or live bait, with live bait (primarily worms) winning out. As we sat at the dinner table going over our strategies, Dad asked for my opinions and implemented them if they held merit, making me feel I was more than his son. I was one ofthe guys. The night before our trip we went to Uncle Joe's Wood Shed, an old sporting goods shop with pine wood floors and redwood paneling. The store's pungent cedar smell somehow was reminiscent of a pet store. Despite the rough appearance, Uncle Joe's racks, shelves, and peg- boards were full ofeverything imaginable to be used in the great outdoors. The camping gear greeted the patrons as they walked in the door. The hunting and fishing supplies filled the back halfofthe shop. Every lure in every color, every brand and style ofrod and reel, and every bait selection from pink or orange salmon eggs to the long wriggling nightcrawlers was accounted for. We went to the glass cooler where the worms were stored and grabbed up two plastic tubs of "crawlers." After inspecting every aisle, every shelf, and every peg, we had all the hooks, sinkers, bobbers, and lures needed for the fishing season ahead. Arriving back home, I ran offto get our tackle boxes. Mine was the smaller ofthe two but mine all the same. Dad ceremoniously emptied the contents ofthe bags onto the spiral woven rug in the living room. We plopped down at the foot ofthis mountain ofnew tackle and divvied it up like two pirates taking their share of some buried treasure. When it was all sorted and separated out, we placed each item in its designated slot or compartment. The whole time was spent laughing, telling stories, andjust enjoying each other's company until it was time for bed. Sleep did not come easily. The anticipation ofa stinger filled with fat trout made slumber a very elusive creature to catch. Some time during the night, the sandman, on his ever-vigilant rounds, finally made his way to my room, sending me offto a place where trout grew big and every cast was rewarded. The old Chevy pick-up's engine roared to life, shattering the predawn calm. A few song- birds, still not ready for the day to begin, sent down hesitant twitters from the newly leaved maples that stood silent sentry around our house. The acrid, bluish smoke which the rust-rotted truck coughed out added to the light fog ofthe crisp April air. Dad and I loaded the truck bed with our poles, tackle boxes, and folding chairs. With a grunt, Dad lifted the stainless steel cooler filled with cans ofpop, sandwiches (a choice ofegg salad or bologna and cheese), and the last slice ofMom's blueberry cobbler. After making certain we had everything on our list, we climbed up in the cab and headed out, chasing two incandescent beams through the darkness of morning yet to arrive. In the barely perceptible glimmer of morning's first light, we struggled our way to the spot that offered our best chance of success as we had discussed in great lengths over the last few days. Finally making it to the water's edge, we unloaded our burdens. We set up our chairs and propped up our poles to angle out over the water, claiming that particular stretch ofwater as our own. As we readied our gear for the pending, serious game of sit-and-wait, we talked in hushed 4