Brother, you stole my secret and went.
Noon and midnight quit the sky.
Nothing’s secure nor
quite obscure, without.
One, two, and a third gone orb of light.
Within the night, zenith and nadir converge.
swathed in stone gargantuan imposing blindfolded
she beckoned me through the University portals
into the quadrangle surrounded by the expansive portico and
erudite grey stone buildings
busts of male scholars her heirs
scientists doctors philosophers
serpent at her feet symbol of medicine