Tag: poetry
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A Graduation Aftermath
If my bones were robust but hollow I’d lift my arms up and glide into my memory and it would feel like the first time that my limbs swam underwater. My hips and ankles colliding gently, a clumsy dance, exhilarating as my heart raced wherever, however, I’d go find us so that at 5 years…
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poem of womanhood
I have a truth to tell about last month. It was a disaster–you already know April is a cruel month dear-reader. But for a poetry fanatic like me, it was an utmost disaster, with bits of poems sprinkled on random sheets of paper and some words refusing to stick on any page. I won’t even…
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1,000 miles: step 27
It’s the first of April. I’ve been anxious for this month. Not only does a certain Immigration Reform march occur in 9 days, but today marks the beginning of a beautiful month. And baby, I’m talking National Poetry Month. Last year, I spent the month writing poetry nearly every day as part of an every-day…
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1,000 miles: step 26
Thirteen days and counting until national immigration reform marches. When I hear the word “immigrant,” I think about the Latino community. I wonder if this is a generational mindset. It’s likely a shared experience of these times. Wednesday, I had a student from Afghanistan at the library. During our computer session, as people often do,…
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1,000 miles: step 17
“I suppose, I love this life in spite of my clenched fist. …we all have different reasons for forgetting how to breathe…” Last Wednesday, my English professor shared Andrea Gibson’s “For Eli” with our class. He said the video was a response from one of our classmates to a class discussion on war. He meant,…
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1,000 miles: step 16
With a biology test and a precalculus exam this week, it would make sense for this to be another week spent poem-less. And it will be. Right after this drafty interlude: second breath Stick a needle through my tongue, stitching your thin string, spell out your grievance: its icing so thick, it’s almost sweet. You…
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Slam: A Poetry Revived
What most people ignore about poetry is that it is ever-changing, always evolving. Long gone are the days of rigid and complex text as norm for poetry. The poetry of today in particular must be read out loud. Poetry readings are not as popular as they could be, even though some of the most poignant…
Claudia Rojas 