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Dates: during 1960-1969
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TUESDAY morning, I found about 30 students milling around a bulldozer they had stopped at Waller Creek before it could do a lot of damage. I helped guard the creek between classes during the day, and made a sign that I tied to a tree- just a small tree- a sapling not more than twelve feet tall. It switched around Shakespeare's tombstone epitaph to: "Cursed be he that moves our trees; Blessed be he that leaves them be." Tuesday night people slept in the trees so that the university couldn't send out a midnight wrecking crew...
Wednesday morning at 9 a.m. I found a crowd of several hundred students clustered around Waller Creek. Erwin was there with about 50 campus cops and a bulldozer. The local Sierra Club, at the instigation of some professors who were members of it, was trying to get a temporary injunction to stop the university from acting until it could look at the alternatives. For some reason, they weren't going to be able to get the injunction until about 10 a.m., but the university had sort of indicated that it would only clear away brush until 10 a.m. (You always...
Many of those without radios poured in to the CRIMSON. where a list was posted. Some started their search at the top of the list some at the bottom. As they passed each other in the middle. they smiled nervously. A number 30- who had started from the bottom found himself and gasped...
...Mann was found innocent of breaking glass, intentional injury to a school, and disturbance of a school...
...seemed so ambitions and exhilarating at first. Soon, however, this certain in group of Harvard student poets found itself also sharing vocabulary, mannerisms and a whole poetic sensibility. For awhile we all wrote poems about our depressions and called it "the drifting, fading and languishing school." Then we wrote liberal poems about our childhoods and families (discreetly calling it nothing but knowing in our hearts that it was "the Life Studies school.") An occasional tic of style would distinguish one of us from the others-and the style was good, don't get me wrong, competent and finished...