Do places change or do we? Elsa Kallio explores this question in her poetry. Read on!
All in Poetry
What does poetry teaching look like inside a classroom in 2020? Leo’s article details the experience of a two-session poetry workshop, and most importantly, introduces the poems written by the new, High School poets. You may find the students’ poems scattered in this issue.
A penny for your thoughts. / The strings of my purse are frayed from twirling, / constant, / Twirling leaves take flight in late September.
i am punctured blood spilled / standing on the street corner / screaming until the police are called / i am put under arrest / for disturbance of the peace so / i cut my lungs out and / burn them as a symbolic gesture
If you’re looking for ways to entertain yourself in the midst of this crisis, I here bring you a really creative one. It’s called a “found poem,” and I’ll give you the instruction on how to create your own next.
Accept my humble offering
For this altar of time
I have a way to end your suffering
And it won't cost a dime
do you know what it feels like / to dream with such devotion / that it aches? / like a dull pang / paced by the clank / of your hope-clustered heart