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The Library of Alexandria in Our Seabags
…in the army…(e)very few days one seemed to meet a scholar, an original,
a poet, a cheery buffoon, a raconteur, or at the very least a man of good will”
-C. S. Lewis, Surprised by Joy
The barracks was our university
So too the march, the camp, the line for chow
McKuen shared our ham and lima beans
John Steinbeck helped with cleaning guns and gear
(You’re not supposed to call your rifle a gun)
The Muses Nine were usually given a miss
But not Max Brand or Herman Wouk
Cowboys and hobbits and hippie poets
And a suspicious Russian or two
Tattered paperbacks jammed into our pockets:
All the world was our university
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