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WE GLEANER cLMjcylU^ S&&A- Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2010 with funding from Lyrasis Members and Sloan Foundation http://www.archive.org/details/gleaner93stud GLEANER 1993 established 1901 Delaware Valley College Doylestown, Pennsylvania Co-Editors James Mascoli Stanley W. Mucha, Jr. Literary Advisor Proofreader Edward O'Brien Edward O'Brien Publication Advisor Computer Technician Jane H. Antheil Brenda Brown Art Editor Robert C. Staudt Stanley W. Mucha, Jr. LITERARY CONTRIBUTORS RickBruce Robert Frank Deborah Glickiich Rachel Howe Gail S. Lee James Mascoli Melissa K. Miller JenniferMisko Emily Morris Edward O'Brien JenniferOrlowsky Christy Pensyl DawnRobinson Kyla Tatem J.D.Trubac Richard Ziemer ART CONTRIBUTORS Michelle Beck Christopher Patzke KentWeaver ENVIRONMENTAL DESIGN David Jensen Eric Morrison StevenSattler Robert Staudt TheGleanerispublishedduringtheacademicyearbyDelawareValleyCollegestudents. The Gleanerisastudentpublicationandtheopinionsexpressedwithinarenotnecessarilythoseof theGleanerstaffortheadministration. NeithertheCollegenorthestaffwillassume responsibilityforplagiarismunknowinglyoccurringwithin. STEVE SATTLFR LANDSCAPE GRAPHICS. NOVEMBER8, I99Z Effervescent, Eternal Love JenniferMisko Once inlove,alwaysa love, Thereis nootherway, Noothersongtosing. Call thatmoment, Ashimmeringdewdrop, Ameltingicicle, Afantasy oflights, The leavesthatturnred, Theleaves thatburnorange, Iseeone, You glimpse theother, Togetherweseeallthat istobeseen. Thatiswhatloveis, Seeingthe unseen, Understandingthedifficult, Imaginingtheunthinkable. Sharingthe magnificent,detailed moments Thatcreatelife,and essenceofbeing. Meltingourthoughtstogether, Buildingourdreams intoan Effervescent,everlastinglove. Alove forallseasons, Alltimes, Allplaces, Ourlove,aneverlastinglove. Here DawnRobison Maybe there is nothing I moan, HERE where Iam thatinspires Me, everythingIam Maybe it'sthisplace all tooafraid these walls toadmit My fault I WANTTOTOUCH yourface THECOLORS orhis THEWONDER Maybe- THECLOUDS butI've neverseensucha sky, MYFRIENDS. Sunset Above my head Sunrise thehorizon Midday is thissky justa littletoo faraway HERE like my inspiration is beyond allbeauty inmy mind. And I knowthesethings you don'twanttosay Exactly- I stare pastitall over every single thing Alone dearly to hug my knees onconcretesteps behind the building we all live in. Silently I question jest* JamesMascoli One day, I willbeable togo into the backyard Whereonce as a child I'd played Innocentand pure. And one day I'llbe ableto find where theground'sall sunkin And that's where I'lldiscoverthe X I markedso longago. I'll brushawayall the dead leaves That have littered the place, And roll up my sleeves... And dig, and dig. Lettingthe dirtundermy nails. I'll scratchand pickwith my bare hands, And oneday soon, I'll find TheangerIburied there so longago... (Untitled) MelissaK. Miller I am like a red macawloud and untamed, I sing my song mybeakas sharp as a diamond I rip and tearmy way towherevermywingswill take me and wherevermy mind will lead me; Icanfly high as a balloonand talk assweetas a flower Runningwildly,jumping high, backto nature Sunrisestreams onournaked bodies Animalistic feelings pounce though my brain Snappingoutofit, themind is a wonderful creature.