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This selection received first prize in the
poetry division of Contrast's writing con-
test.

                  Escape

                                                   CONNIE SHANKLE

                       The broken path of night
                       Is hidden in the leaves of dust
                       Like shadauis covering
                       Openness of love-
                       Where springs from doubt
                       The solace of the hour
                       Spent in some tin-pan alley
                       Of a lifetime's hidden dreams.
                       The passion of the broken labor
                       Seals in basements of decay
                       Besides a strand of puerile light
                       And streets of tarnished ends.
                       The crow brings only rude awakenings
                       To the sleep of tired distrust
                       Tasteless coffee in a dirty cup
                       From noon until the encore-

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