It is aware this Easter day
that it has stood for fifty years.
This stiff erection, stone and steel,
that grasps its very essence by the bells.
No lazy gaze avoids its ever-presence.
It is aware when silent or when chimed,
snow-covered, redbud-framed,
or dressed in frilled forsythia
when bathed in moonlight
or the night of stars.
It is aware, this limestone thumb,
softened by caressing leaves
from walnuts in old Marvin’s Grove,
of the stroke of dogs
that paddle in old Potter's Pond,
the fairy touch of jet stream cotton
across a cloudless Kansas sky.
It is aware that no Viagra's needed
on this year's Resurrection day.
Note: a description of the campanile at the University of Kansas. Not likely to be published in any official brochures. Written at Easter, therefore the title.
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