December 31, 2010
Happy New Year!
December 30, 2010
“What do I mean by a phrase? A clutch of words that gives you a clutch at the heart.” Robert Frost
December 29, 2010
By Dylan Bruce, 5th grade
2006 Merit Award
A community is a place were you can feel absolutely safe,
where friendly filled friends care about you more than the world.
Also in a community there are marvelous mothers and dazzling dads
Which have the most love for you.
A community sticks together like a shoe and a piece of gum.
A community is something fantastic.
December 28, 2010
By Diane Barrera Turner
2007 Merit Award
The smell of the flour, the kneading of the dough
Memories embedded of my “abuela” long ago
I ate tortillas, my friend ate bread
My hair was dark and curly, her hair was red
Together we grew like intertwined leaves
We were tossed and tumbled by the insistent breeze
Sometimes we reflect on the lives that we led
For I ate tortillas and she ate bread
December 25, 2010
“Poetry, I think, is the ultimate language of belonging. To overcome all of the painful acts of separation that followed man’s expulsion from the Garden – that is the work of poetry. Unlike Plato’s realm of eternal forms or the Apostle Paul’s eternal salvation, the best poetry calls us back to this world. The true poem captures not just what is seen, but the experience of seeing. Poetry, we might say, is the aura thrown around an ordinary object to show that, in fact, it isn’t ordinary at all. The poem, then, is a microcosm, held together by its own invisible Logos, that shows us how to transcend the mistake of seeing the world as merely a collection of objects, separate and insignificant. Poetry is a religion that redeems us in the here and now…”
Erik Reece, Orion, Nov/Dec 2008
December 24, 2010
December 22, 2010
“Poetry must have something in it that is barbaric, vast and wild.” Denis Diderot