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#NaPoWriMo
Silence
blankets the classroom
except for the occasional click
and the hard work
of sixth grade brain waves
as they,
once again,
test.
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Poetry is
dangerous.
There’s nowhere to
hide.
Carefully chosen words
express emotions.
Strong sentiments
for all the world to
see.
No masks
No protection
Words display
Words reveal
Words
Words
Words
Oh, fierce poetry
How I love you!
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I don’t feel like
writing today
but here I am,
I show up.
I’ve missed
many days
I feel like
I’ve failed,
still
I show up.
I’ve learned
that life is
messy,
unexpected,
hard, and
beautiful…
and the only
thing I must
do is this…
I show up.
#NaPoWriMo
Sharing an original poem everyday in the month of April.
Happy National Poetry Month!
I was struggling to write poetry this morning. I didn’t want to. I wanted to give up and stop…and then I got to school.
I was greeted with Amy saying, “I need you to read this. I need a good ending. It needs…something. What do you think?” I read her poem, “Sky” and we brainstormed some ideas. I suggested repeating the first line at the end. She scrunched up her face. I love a writer who is really the boss of her own writing. I asked her what she wanted her reader to feel as the poem ended. She said, “Not too happy, but not too sad.” I suggested a few lines and she came up with her own (which was better than any of my suggestions)!
This encounter was followed by a found poem written by Isabel from lines in the book she’s reading, Sure Signs of Crazy. Isabel borrowed lines from the book and arranged them into a powerful poem. You can read it here. I shared the poem with the amazing Karen Harrington, the author of Sure Signs of Crazy, on twitter. Here’s the exchange…A student wrote a found poem from lines in Sure Signs of Crazy. Thought you might like to read it @KA_Harrington https://t.co/6WZIelvqGA
— Michelle Haseltine (@Mhaseltine) April 13, 2016
Michelle!! This is so touching and lovely. It went right to my heart! https://t.co/i2gdVypw5j
— Karen Harrington (@KA_Harrington) April 13, 2016
Isabel is over the moon! She’s so excited that the author read and loved her poem.
Now, I sit here INSPIRED to write a poem…inspired by my sixth grade poets. Thank you, Amy & Isabel. I’m going to write a found poem with lines from my notebook. Here it is…
I am a reader.It’s like seeing inside a soul,
it’s just like coming home.
It always leads me to
new discovery, to the
unexpected.
I am a reader.When I finished my book,
I gasped.
I cried.
I cheered.
I loved.
I am a reader.I learn
valuable truths by
being immersed
in story.
I am a reader.
Inspired by Isabel & Amy.
Dedicated to Isabel & Amy.
Sharing an original poem everyday in the month of April.
Happy National Poetry Month!
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We are writers.
We write everyday.
We talk like writers.
“Figuring out what to write about it hardest thing sometimes!”
We live like writers.
“I’m going to write about what happened at lunch!”
We support each other as writers.
“I love this line!”
We show up…
We write…
That’s what makes us writers!
