It was a beautiful May afternoon- the kind that makes you feel all lazy and sluggish inside- the kind that makes you forget your cares and dream of a little boy's summer...

The student company barracks at Fort Devens were a wild scene of activity on this sunny Saturday morning...

Contemplate a Life-Book.... Fetid bugs and fragrant blooms Squashed between its pages...

A poet is a man lost. Ragged, torn by that within him, Haunted by those around him, He stumbles endlessly in circles...