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	<description>Windhover provides a public avenue for the expression of the creative talents of North Carolina State University students, faculty, staff, and alumnae. Windhover publishes once a year and includes prose, poetry, essays, art, design, and a music compilation disc.</description>
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		<title>Photograph by Rachel Sloane</title>
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		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/photograph-by-rachel-sloane/</link>
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		<title>Third Annual Windhover Open Mic Night</title>
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Windhover's third annual Open Mic Night is Sunday, November 22, at 7pm in Caldwell Lounge.

Open Mic Night is an evening of music and reading -- an opportunity for students, faculty, and staff to read or perform their work. This is an OPEN CALL, so we welcome any level or literary ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/third-annual-windhover-open-mic-night/</link>
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		<title>American Driveways by Eric Flood</title>
		<description>When I wake up I pray for golf ball sized hail

just so I can turn on the windshield wipers.  My hands

on either side of the steering wheel turning down dirt roads

where high school kids used to go

with cheerleaders and girls named Emily

who had braces and a 4.0, but she would ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/american-driveways-by-eric-flood/</link>
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		<title>I am a Wolf in the Pack by Catherine Smith</title>
		<description>My community is NCSU,
RED and WHITE,

Connections, locations, people, places,

This is where I belong

I walk through a colorful tunnel of feelings,

On the other side, I hear chatter in the Brickyard,

I look around and view a sea of red,

Not only from the school colors, but also from the bricks,

Politicians, preachers, and posters ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/i-am-a-wolf-in-the-pack-by-catherine-smith/</link>
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		<title>A Little Princess? Or a Little Writer? by Maha Krishnasami</title>
		<description>“Author…Writer…Poet…”
What comes to your mind when you hear those words?
If you thought of them as people who are naturally inclined to write such beautiful works of literature, well…CONGRATS…you are the average human being. The general belief is that for one to become a great artist of literature, one must be ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/a-little-princess-or-a-little-writer-by-maha-krishnasami-2/</link>
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		<title>Butterflies by Maha Krishnasami</title>
		<description>Beautiful butterflies that fly around,
not even touching a bit of the ground.

Butterflies so purple and brown and blue,
butterflies that sit on the little grass dew.

Butterflies that flutter their wings so high,
that make us see that wings indeed do fly.

Butterflies that fly around and sit next to my den,
for they do ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/butterflies-by-maha-krishnasami/</link>
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		<title>Snow by Maha Krishnasami</title>
		<description>The snow is as soft as a cotton pillow,
that sets on the great Old Willow.

Melting in your mouth as soon as it goes in,
letting your tongue win.

Do you see the snow that is gleaming white,
like Santa's beard and SO so bright.

The snow is like a cozy blanket,
that falls covering your ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/snow-by-maha-krishnasami/</link>
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		<title>My Mind Resides There by William Tolbert</title>
		<description>No matter how many buildings

There will still be one tree.

There will still be a field

Near a blue shining sea.

There will still be white clouds

And a nice cooling breeze. 

There will still be flowers

With bright yellowy leaves.

There will still be green grass

Left to tickle my feet.

There is some place on earth ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/my-mind-resides-there-by-william-tolbert/</link>
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		<title>My Friend Is Just Like Me by William Tolbert</title>
		<description>There once were two boys,

Both raised in the South.

They both had a nose,

They both had a mouth.

They both had two arms,

They both had two legs,

That morning they ate breakfast,

And they both enjoyed eggs.

They played soccer, and football, 

And basketball too.

They had the same teacher,

Her name was Mrs. Sue.

They both loved ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/my-friend-is-just-like-me-by-william-tolbert/</link>
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		<title>An Avian Awakening by William Tolbert</title>
		<description>I lay in the dark,

In an odd dream-like state,

Far from asleep, not close to awake.

The sun starts to rise,

But it can’t do the trick. 

The wind saunters in,

But that’s not quite it. 

It turns back outside and shakes the small tree,

It ruffles my blinds,

It ruffles the leaves.

It ruffles the feathers ...</description>
		<link>http://ncsu.edu/windhover/2009/11/an-avian-awakening-by-william-tolbert/</link>
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