the Cambridge men in borrowed galleries
self-assured of superior minds
(also, with Abercrombe’s blessings
scented, coifed and haberdashed)
believing in little else and a few
close Cambridge friends as of this writing
still pointedly delighting in their own
well-read psycho-philosophical repartee  
while with slightly drunken knowing faces
pan nearly everyone else’s verse
.... the Cambridge men do not care
to hear in Cambridge if sometimes
amid the general elitist din a voice other
than their own lays bare the emptiness
of their own.

-- Tom Rubenoff

in homage to e. e. cummings