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“Does poetry matter? Yes. Can poetry be more relevant? No. It is the song of song, the language of language, the utterance of utterance and the spirit of spirit.”
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Here’s my student, Kevin, reading his poem “My Reality”
SO proud of him!
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NPR is featuring my little poetry contest winner on All Things Considered this weekend. The two of us just got done recording his poem in my classroom, the only quiet spot we could find in the facility.. (it only took him a million tries and numerous gulps of water, because, y’know, THIS IS A BIG DEAL). Be sure to tune in!
link to their post a few weeks ago with other recordings: http://www.npr.org/2016/04/30/476205460/poetry-behind-bars-the-lines-that-save-lives-sometimes-literally
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just drove back to work to wake up one of my students and tell him that he tied for FIRST PLACE in a poetry contest! #WordsUnlocked is a poetry contest for incarcerated youth across the country and HE WON. he worked so hard on this piece, and this kid has probably never won a thing in his life.. SO EXCITED! (we’re poem #2 in the link below!)
“Accept — then act. Whatever the present moment contains, accept it as if you had chosen it. Always work with it, not against it. Make it your friend and ally, not your enemy. This will miraculously transform your whole life.”
“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening […] Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”