Today while digging around our collection, I came across some copies of The Salt Well. The Salt Well was the literary magazine of the college, a predecessor to today’s Salamander. (The Salamander was first published in 1975).
The volumes are relatively light, and contain much more prose than poetry (a trend that is reversed in recent volumes of the Salamander!). Unlike our old issues of The Dolphin, the writing in The Salt Well provides a very personal perspective from the students of the time. One of my favorite pieces was by a young woman from the class of 1955:
Before my days are over
There are things I’d like to see
The bare white cliffs of Dover
The rolling sands of Dee.
Before my time is wasted
These are joys that must be tasted.
The magic of India calls —
A land of mystic charm;
I must see China’s walls,
And visit a Scottish farm.
These joys soon must be tasted
Before my time is wasted.
During my time as a student at Le Moyne, I submitted to The Salamander several times. It’s daunting enough to share your work with classmates, but even more frightening to know that it could be published for the entire campus to read! The idea that my poems will sit here in the archives and may be someday read by an intern fifty years from now is simultaneously humbling and awesome.
art is not egosim; art is not smug satirist; art is not rehash
art is a world made by the artist, but he does not run rampant in it, bespoiling the view for the beholder.
art is a child, but the artist is not a jealous overprotective parent
art is….(without apologies or explanations from the artist)
If you’ve been following along with my riveting U-Matic saga, you’ll remember that we recently received video of Father Berrigan giving a poetry reading. We’re still working on being able to play these videos, but now I’m interested to see if he reads any of the poetry which Johnson discusses in this piece!
If you’re interested in reading more work from The Salt Well, plan a visit to the Archives!