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Coastal Carolina UniversityCCU Digital CommonsArcharios Literary Art Magazine Office of Student Life4-1-1992Archarios, 1992 SpringOffice of Student LifeUSC Coastal Carolina CollegeFollow this and additional works at: https://digitalcommons.coastal.edu/archarios-magazinePart of the Higher Education Commons, and the History CommonsThis Periodical is brought to you for free and open access by the Office of Student Life at CCU Digital Commons. It has been accepted for inclusion inArcharios Literary Art Magazine by an authorized administrator of CCU Digital Commons. For more information, please contactcommons@coastal.edu.Recommended CitationOffice of Student Life and USC Coastal Carolina College, "Archarios, 1992 Spring" (1992). Archarios Literary Art Magazine. 16.https://digitalcommons.coastal.edu/archarios-magazine/16ffimonffimr0fiSPRING 1992#t{ dqt{ er;" ;;",;ffi"ff t,t{ t{ !/ -r. \ \-"*****_*_A*h*"yl tjE ..*\.\\ "*****#r'lJ j.*.\'tMi,e*Floatir,g Stary lrlightMaryKleinrelief printy /Art Magazinel Carolina CollegeSTAFFEditor-in-Chief - SusanneViscarraAssistant Editor /Art Director - Stephanie BiegnerManaging Editor - David M. Schu1zStaff Photographers - |oe Bergman, Steve WestlundIllustrator - Mary KleinArt Assistants - Mary Klein, Samantha MontagueCirculations Manager - Sherry RauckhorstEDITORIAL BOARDStephanie Biegner, Preston McKever-Floyd, Samantha Montague,Paul Olsen, Paul Rice, David M. Schula Susanne ViscarraADVISERPaul OlsenEDITOR'S NOTEThis is my fourth and final issue as editor, and I would like to dedicate this one to myadvisers, Paul Olsen and Dr. Roy Talbert, tr. These two men have taught me to value detail andintegrity in all of my endeavors. Also, Stephanie Biegner has proven to be the most talented peerwith whom I have worked. Thanks to everyone who has helped me realize Archarios, and to thosewho appreciate the staffs diligence.Arclwrios is a biannual publication producedby students, published by the Student MediaCommittee of USC Coastal C-arolina College, andprinted by The Printing Port. Arclurios is amember of Columbia Scholastic PressAssociation, Associated Collegiate Press, andPalmetto Literary / AftMagazine Association.All entries are selected and i"dg"d utilizing ablind seletion pollcy. All rights are reserved bythe individual contributors. Submissions areaccepted from students, faculty, and staffthroughout the academic school year. Onlystudents are eligible for awards. This issue ofArclarios, and the three preceding issues, havebeen copyrighted through the Library ofCongress. Benefactrices, patronoges, andsubscriptions are available annually. Pleasedirect all inquiries to: Arclurios, USC CoastalCarolina College, P.O.Box 19il, Conway, SC?9526, or call (803) 44&1481, extension ?328. Ouroffice is located in the Student Center of USCCoastal Carolina College Room 203-8.CONTENTSPoetrySunny Fry- The Dragon 3, SomethingWhispered 28Sarah Loudin - Reduction 10, The Dreams of Fingers 18,Ceremonies of Passing 32Eric Rogers - Porch Dogs 6, Thanksglving 1Z NarrowGutge 24,Three-Part Blackbird 35Sharon A Tully- Moth Dance L2Randall A. Wells - Train Station 20Art and Photography]acque Allen - Dew Drops 2Stephanie Biegner - Escary 1.1, Transparency Study L9, Freedom 27Drew Brophy - Shark Attack 9Bruce Christner - fm Only a Man 31, Rosewood 38]ohnnie Cowan - Me and the Girls 22, Untitled 30David M. Ford - Moonlight L4, Black BuckSwamp 23Sally Haviland - My Brothers 4Missie Hyatt - Auburn 5, Stephanie 15, Mountains inside back coverMary Klein - Floating Starry Night inside front coverJill MacEldowney - Flower Guard'n 33Irene Menegigian - Hometown 16 The Engagement 34Lynn Murchison- Peadres 26, Figwe Study 35Sigga Sigurdardottir - Untitled 8Dew Drops|acque Allenphotograph2The DragonSunny FtyI want a winter of naked trees,of air so ice breath's plume will freezeand fall and shatter-murdered song.A violent world of whispering white,a brilliant blanket of sharded light,stilled human clatter-stilled holy chatter-transplendent wrong.)ust nowI'm swathed in eiderdowndry hands wrapped'rounddry lips to sipa tepid and complacent tea.Yet roaring I could be!soul soaring I could be!bones blazing,hmrt raging. . .Oh! could I a wild inferno blowif every Adverffirywere Pure as snow. 3My BrothersS"lly Havilandrelief print4:,1AuburnMissie HyattpencilI'5Porch DogsEric Rogerswe occupy the porch in a war of attrition.Man and child, eyes on far horizors,The rag-tag animal collection looks on.He teaches me of his life, his battles.A sailor, we never talk of the sea or war,|ust scars. Nothing else.I learn the half-truths best suited to me,His tfued frame my instructor.Between the distant thunder of deck SrrrsAnd the final pale silence, is a new time.The age of disease, sickness and parn,A time of demons. They visit us on the porch,Soldiers in a new campaign all his own.6He defeats some,Othere leave him g€Eping in the thin dtrst"He recognizffi thema[Treats them like a young man'B friends.They eit in ahandoned chaire and talk history.I zuppoee they listen better than I do,Arrd never draw his disappointed sm[[e"Hiatoqy lessotts on a shaded front poruh.Sometims, thafls ail the old men hare"ltffi7L.IntittredSigga Sigurdardottircerailucs8SharkAttackDrew Brophypencil9ReductionSarah LoudinA burring chainsawslices distance into slabsof manageable dimensions.Trees fall in impressive arcsiust beyond *y perception.The thud of an axeruns breathlessly ahead,racing the bite of the bitinto rich chestnut logs.Hearth split kindli.gcracks and breaksall in one breath.Splinters proceed the whiskof a silver-handled broom.Cmnchi.g and crackling flamesexclaim over fine grained wood.Heat travels across the roombearing ancient dreamsof forests where trees loomand the nights are cold.10EscayStephanie BiegnermarkerLIMoth DanceSharon A. TullyWe ushered in the stunmer,white Sangria glistening under porch lamps,pale moths danced in frenzied circles around them,car headlights, huge spotlights lighting up your face at intervals,Smilingdown at me,Your eyes danced a moth danceBuilding a sand castle at dusk,the Sound breezeless, black water flowing under a ripe moon,digg*g into moist, fishy sand mound upon mourd,four perfect turrets, stick flags,Before we left,I cmshed it with my footffi12Cruising Shore Boulevard in your '66 Nova,bridge looming before us,clanking of trucks hitting loose grathgr,iagged cutout of the city painted black and white,stapled agains t hazy sky,You, I, the dim ferry,Exist tonightlrVe ushered out the sununer,sitting helpless in the night air,khaki jacket vwapping my legs,my ann in yours pressed so tight,watching the moths, attracted to the lights beyond,slap against porch screens,then fallL3MoonlightDavid M. Fordrelief print14StephanieMissie Hyattpencil15HornetownIrene Menegigianphotographt6Thanksgivi.gEric RogersI{e depart from the limorrsines.Six to help make her last stepsSmooth and dignified.A family rite of passage,We are groomed for the part.Another hand is on the casket:Shoddy suit, yellow B;n& stench.An er<tra place laid at dinner.Death is no stranger there,It has listened at many mealsTo the stories our gnef told.There is laughter nolv,The Shiloh ladies bring foodGood coffee and pound cake.So death iust smile,Offers shameless s)rmpathyAnd picla its teeth.17The Dreams of FingersSarah LoudinAwake at midnight,I am blind, searchingfor a reason like Homertrlnng to saywhat he cannot see.Dream-drivento a crooked sleep,I am cheated of touch.Drawing my alrn closeI seek a handunseen and unfelt.A dream-me tries to touch.One hand is gone.Clasping the missing member,I find it thick and fatand senseless.Awake again,my hand sleeps orr.What nightmares hauntthe sleep of fingers?Dare I wake them?Dare I let them sleep?18Transparency StudyStephanie Biegnerwatercolor19Train StationRandall A. WellsOld when still mortar-wet, its dark bricks wasteThe wan sunsetlight; matte freight carsSiding-stranded, promise scraP metal.In its cubic dimnessGood-byes from long-stilled lipsEcho from benchwood to ceili.gOn high, where November smoke stays lung-warrn.Was the agent born in this room,Yanked into life by the suspenders?On the platform/ concrete uncomPromising-As if made for iron wheels to grit and rumbleUnderneath a passenger boxed in a Pullman of wood.A laugh arrives with an electric baggage cart,A sound welcome against the gndwork roofRrrsting over the tracks and decoratedBy warning signs.20More hope in the washed-out, under-cloud dusk:Steel shines. The strips convergeAt often-scanned emptiness, as the clockNicks its prediction.A blaze of yellow announces the child.Gliding larger, the light adorns a workaday engine,Built to haul, not pull,From which an arrn returns my grateful waveAs it slows to a stop, throbbing.Amid the shapes of arrivals and luggageIt is easy to make out the bright hair,The luminous skin, the half-smile ("Name's Da Vinci;Is this seat taken, miss?").And it is easy to find the words of a prayer:"ff ever I come back, let it be to meet."2lrlffMe and the Girls|ohnnie Cowanlithograph22Black Buck SwampDavid M. Fordrelief print23Narro\Ar-GaugeEric RogersThe one syllable men, the steel driversAnd rock busters. Conservation of energy,They lay new train track beside the oldWith a minimum of effort, no time lost.The steel men don't look aroundAnd the rock busters never flinch.May. The overseer hires a suuuner punkTo keep the men on their toes.Both metal and rock bend to avoid himUntil it's iust the boy and the rail.In a vacuum, summer help evaporatesLike sweat on sun-flash steel.24He carts gravel down the line,Wearing his earylugS, like the Man said.He can't hear warnings in the silence,lust feels the growing vibrationAnd turns to see what it is.Turns as a thousand black-hot tonsRocket by in the midday dryness.Close enough to touch,And feel the bony click of the wheels.As the swirling dust of a lover's caressSettles in his throat,He learns he is not alone.Never truly alone, out on the rail. *atffi\AWBI,ffiffi.ffiWN\ffi}*ffi\\'-\ffi:25Peaches "Ly^. Murchisonwatercolor't A study of Charles DeMuth's Peaclws26FreedomStephanie Biegnercolored pencil27Something \,VhitperedSunny FryFragile and ferocious flowers flow up slowfrom rich brown rolling ground,gentled up with liquid light-slender coltunns of smelted strength.Straight tall trees grow and growand Bpor^r, and crack, and then fall down,showering their seasoned seedmuch longer than their length.Fragile and ferocious children cre€p,wash wild from wann and wounded wombs-measured up with milkand money,gredy Wzzling golden drafts of life.Straight tall sons stand before the deepabyss of what they will become -- and sucormb,spraying pungent pollen into honeyto bear it longer than their lives.28Fine frail fingers weave and filigree,and find, refine, refinish and restart-and still the surgrn& urging, liftsthrough he who, ever failing, sets his handto encapsul,ate Eternity for a second or a century.And so it rs, and so demands the art--We can comrnand the craft, but not the gift.Stone and steel stretch straight and strong, and standsuntil it heeds the wind, and loves the land.Yet when the blood of those who dared to pit their marrowagainst an all too finite life and narrowis drfng in the rubble anddecay-The dawn shall spring again upon its day.Full circle. Failing's not the fault,for falling finds means to exaltone substance, essence, and glorious the powerthat shares life with the ftagle and ferocious flower.29Untitled|ohnnie Cowanetching30ii 'flI-li {-,, fU1.1,,. ",, i,, i-.-i I IBmce Christnercopper wire31.Ceremonies of Passi.gSarah LoudinLayers of broken leavesgive way to feqrnd dirt,blackly wet beneath my hands.I loosen soil with sticks.My childhood was filledwith kittens who died fasterthan the passing of suuuner.Death,more mysterious than life,could hold my attentionlonger than soft pawsthat never tired of chasing.With only my child-religionto gurde me, I designed my ownceremonies of passing.Shoeboxes decorated with crayonhieroglyphs held stiff bodiesvwapped in doll blanket shrouds.I left no nrarkersno stones,no crosses,no moundsto remind me of the kittensI found so easy to replace.Today,I sift through dirthoping my finger will catcha mud clean bone,a mouldy blanket,a scrap of cardboardstill carrying a red wax heart.32Flower Guard'nIill MacEldowneyphotograph33The EngagementIrene Menegigianetching34Three-Part BlackbirdEric RogersBlackbirds ribbon through the yardFrom tree to grotmd to blacktop to pasture,A living river that pauses brieflyBefore it continues into a cloudless blue sea.When they come to rest, it's a hushLike some alien snow has blanketed the country.All other things cease in the wake of their fury,Waiting to see what will come.Soon, a cry begins and is taken up by multitudes,From everywhere, with no beginning or end.A warning each hurls up against a harsh winter sky.we are so much more than i am35Figure StudyLyr. Murchisonpencil35NOTESFrom Myrtle Beacfu ]acque Allen is a iunior mapring in art studio, along with]oe Bergman,who is a lunior from Gastonia, North C-arolina. Stephanie Biegner is a senior fromGeorgetown who is also rnapring in art studio with Drew Brophy, who is a freshman fromMntle Beach. Bmce Christner is a sophorrnre frcm Conway mapring in art studio.]ohnnie Cowan has mysteriously disappeared.A iunior rnapring in art studio, David I\[. Ford is from Myrtle Beach, along with Sunny Fry,who is a senior mapring in Engli*r. Sally Haviland is a iunior finm Myrtle Beach who ismapringinarteducation. MissieHyattisaiuniorfromSpartanburgdoublemairringinartstudio and art education. FromOkinawa, MaryKlein is a part-time student who received abachelor's deg"e from Coastal in art studio in 1990.Saratr Loudin, from Frendr Creek, West Virginia is aiunior mapring in English within theHonors Prcgram. Also a iunior, lill MacEldowney is a native of Greensborc, NorthC-arclina, maioring in art studio. Itesently completi^g his doctorab for Emory University,Preston McKever-Floyd is a philosophy and religion instmctor from C-onway. Graduatingin May, Irene Menegigian is an art studio mapr fiom Dumont, New |ersey. SamanthaMontague, who is from Ocean City, Maryland, is a graduating senior mapring in art shrdio.Also mapringin art studio, LynnMurctrison isa iunior from Myrtle Beach.An assistant professor of art, Paul Olsen received his M.F.A. from the University of Miami-Florida rn1975,and currently resides in C-onway. Sherry Rauckhorst is a senior fromMedina, Ohio, mapring in compuEr science. Originating from kGrange, Georgia, PaulRice is an associate professor of English who received his Ph.D. in English from CatholicUniversity in 1985. Eric Rrryers is a senior from Piedmont, South C-arolina, mapring inmarine rience. Mapring in Englistr, David M. Schulz is a iunior from Weshhester County,NewYork.From Reykiavik,Iceland, Sigga Sigudardottir is a senior mairring in marketing. Sharon A.Tully is a library technical assistant from Queens, New Yorh who received her bachelor'sdegree in English from Queens College in 1981. Planning to graduate in May, SusanneViscara is a history rnapr fiom Baltimore, and has served as editor of Arclarios for twoyears. Residing in the Conway ar€a, Randall A- Wells is an associate professor of Englishand speech who received his Ph.D. in English from UNC Chapel Hill in 1973. From MyrtleBeactU Steve Westlund is graduating in May with a degree in art shrdio.37RosewoodBruce Christnerwood sculptureAWARDSArtfirst I'm O.ly a Man by Bruce Christnersecond My Brothers by Sally HavilandLiterattrrefirst Porch hgs by Eric Rogerssecond Something Whispered by Sunny Fry38MountainsMissie Hyattrelief printBENEFACTORSThe AthenatmTheClwnticleuDomino's PizzaPATRONSMr. and Mrs. Hal P. SikesThis publication printed at a cost of l$3,291.75 tor 1,0(X) copies, or $3.29 per copy.r- ""h"urfffif,Mf/ -1G*%&*ffi-L-%#M

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