The Value of Education

Poem by: Caroline Levine The value of education is more than we can mine. But without our values no gold, will we find.  Excellence can be seen inthe glitter of all gold. But what use is a shining stone—torn from land, unknown—if the world so readilyforgets all integrityand stores it on its own? With excellence, comes responsibility. And, in this, … Continue reading The Value of Education

What’s Left

Poem by: Jacob SteinCopyedited by: Tara Kari Long days in the study rooms of Hume,Bike rides past the sewer smoke fumes,Classrooms full of sleepy-eyed students,Decals, of which TAPS saw prudent,Crowded stairwellsAnd teary-eyed farewellsThe raucous graduationsOf which the stadiumBecame Grand Central Station. Scooters and cars Jockeying for positionRacing to the barsTo exchange money for drinkOn their own … Continue reading What’s Left