@ 27.055 MHz: Ad Astra; Sijo For An Exchange Student From Seoul, Amazed By Collegiate Life [ /;\ ]

Most of the academic year is balmy.  Thus, like your peers, shoes

become unnecessary:  in classes, the library, and the

Dining Hall---barefoot or socksheathed; all those footsteps---beautiful.



Kyakuchuu

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is grounded in reality, a very real memory of my own four years at college.  During the balmy days, my shoes did not come out of the closet (nor had I---if you take my meaning), and my flipflops were carried far more often then worn. 

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