The University among the Redwoods, Santa Cruz.(Poem)

 
THE UNIVERSITY AMONG THE REDWOODS, 
SANTA CRUZ 
 
   They're up there--the students, in their high halls, 
   sleeping among the redwoods, in the university of 
   leaves. 
 
   The sky is a blue-bound volume of flickering 
   white pages they wake to--a morning mist 
 
   of evaporating inks. All night, a black bible 
   big as the universe writes star-scriptures. 
 
   The sequoias are illuminated manuscripts 
   through which to glimpse stories of our sun. 
 
   Their branches hum as tree-scholars take the morning 
   staircase down. On every floor they pass 
 
   another library of light, upper ...