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Open Fields

Are you judging from halls
  academic

Or from places where words
  cannot hide

Are your hours immersed in
  false reference

Or in a visceral pursuit
  that defies

All bias and excuse
  living tethered

In an ivy walled mansion
  enthroned

While beauty and truth
  run together

Through open fields
   -that no pundit has grown

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)