Always running, always rushing Never enough, never enough Always one thing, always another Always a task, always a reason To be running, to be rushing Always a class, always an assignment Always studying, always working Always wanted, always needed But there’s never enough Never enough […]
mi cuerpo está contaminado como los ríos y los bosques como las guerras y el aire mi cuerpo está contaminado mis brazos están contaminados quiero bañarme hasta todo a que mi piel se enrojezca y tu contaminación no es como la de las serpientes quiero […]
Las fotografias…………………………………………The Photographs Se cuelgan……………………………………………….Hang En las paredes,………………………………………..On the walls, Espectadores……………………………………………Silent Silentes……………………………………………………..Spectators Del teatro…………………………………………………Of the theatre De la vida………………………………………………….Of life. Ellas recuerden………………………………………..They remember El pasado,…………………………………………………The past, Aún cuando……………………………………………..Even when Las personas…………………………………………….The people En las fotografías…………………………………….In the photographs Los han olvidado…………………………………….Have forgotten. Ellas son……………………………………………………They are Las […]
Sitting on the carpet, falling asleep on a cream painted windowsill. I was a velvety little girl, with sour candy veins It was naptime, but my eyes were winking, young Crept to the glass and looked at the children Searching for blue eggs, round heads […]
3AM and the rain was beating a soprano drum beat down on the roof outside my window. The thunder chimed in with the bass, and the lightning with that glitzy, snapping flute, and chaos never sounded so much like rich jazz. So it was the […]
About the piece: I wrote this piece for my Reading As Writers Across Media class with Professor Angie Johnson. We had to imitate works from three different poets: Michael Torres, Sandra Cisneros, and Brian Doyle. This particular piece is based off of “A Very Short […]
Mr. Richard Blanco is a former engineer turned poet and has found great success. He received both his undergraduate degree as well as his MFA in creative writing from Florida International University and has gone on to publish five successful collections of poetry including Looking […]
This is the time of year for reflection. The sun-soaked, breeze-cooled April evenings are punctured with carilloning birds and the scent of burgeoning lilacs. These expectant days, teetering on the verge of tulips and triumph, always seemed ideal for meditation on renewal and redemption. The […]
About the Piece: “Walls” was originally a poem called “A Hill in Vernon,” but I wanted to try and see if I could write it as prose, while still keeping the flow and lyricism. This piece is about my childhood home in Vernon Hills, a […]
Author commentary: I am a passionate devotee of poetry, but sometimes I feel as if words refuse my sainted efforts to wrest them into lines and meter. For this reason, the concept of a prose poem appealed to me as I attempted to express my […]