Serendipity comes our way. Twice.
Found art? Maybe, maybe not. But
spotting this door deposited in the big blue dumpster
that seems permanently parked beside Botany Pond made
my morning walk one day in March. As I continued my circuit
around the quads, several scenarios came to mind: perhaps
the person who vacated an office slated for renovation
had outgrown the poster taped to the door. Or perhaps
the move had been one of those all too familiar last-minute
marathons—books, papers, files, and lab equipment
hurled into cartons as the movers waited, leaving no time
for the occupant to close the door behind her, let alone
tear off a once-prized poster.