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The Boy, the Owl, and the Search for Purpose

"This is a poem I wrote sophomore year, with some revisions made to it since then. The main theme of the poem is that our purpose in life is to help and serve others, which I wholeheartedly believe." -Nick Schwarzmann
March 25, 2016

The Boy, the Owl, and the Search for Purpose There was a young boy who was sad and distraught, He moped around his quiet, empty house, thinking his life was all for naught, He thought to himself, “Why...

When The Battles of Thames Killed Tecumseh: First and Second Variations

"Last year in AP US History, Mr. Temple required for us to write a creative piece based on the War of 1812. While researching to come up with an idea, an Indian chief named Tecumseh gripped my attention. To make a long story short, he died in action against the Americans and it marked a turning point. Historian Lisa Gilbert has said, "As a result of Tecumseh’s defeat, Natives were never again considered separate and equal partners in international relations." I wrote this poem to remind myself of the Native Americans, who I believe is a neglected people group of our country. I always hear about fighting for the blacks, the women, the LGBT community, and so on. But now I think it is time for us to hear the voice of the original Americans. They are not weaklings awaiting our help, but valuable people who we should listen to. I encourage everybody to become aware of them again, whether it is by Google-ling or by witnessing artistic creations about them like this poem." -SungMin Park
March 16, 2016

The poem is fiction. It comes in two variations and it is written from Tecumseh's point of view. I imagined Tecumseh dying to an American soldier, a soldier who displayed a laughable irony. The irony is...

When Writers Write

This older woman asked to be allowed to paint within the art museum in D.C. and I was fortunate enough to witness her painting an exact replica of this famous painting. She has a true talent and would rather paint for the joy of it without being considered a professional and without seeking fame.
"A simple poem about the life, struggle, and eventual "inspiration" for modern, typical, writers of today (especially those that use computers when writing essays, poems, and articles). My inspiration for writing this poem was to base it upon a stream of consciousness. I thought about what I wanted to do, which was write a poem, which led me to talk about writing poems and essays and any literary writings, for that matter; just the typical problems that come when attempting to write." -Elton Govada
March 10, 2016

I sit on a chair, waiting I stare at the screen, dreaming I look around the room, thinking but I can't seem to find it The strokes of my fingers move swiftly The letters on the page appear immediately The...

Worldly Gems

"I wrote this piece in inspiration of a picture that I took at Amicalola Falls in Dawsonville, Georgia. My family goes hiking almost every weekend, and we love venturing out and finding new places. Living so close to the North Georgia mountains, we are so blessed to be able to see the pure world that God created. However, not many people get to experience this; they are stuck in their non-stop, everyday lives. I think everyone should take a step back and truly appreciate the land around them." -Jessica Borla
March 1, 2016

What hidden beauty the world beholds, Pure and untouched. Far closer such splendor lies than most realize, And therefore they do not explore this world; Robots stuck in this urban universe, Blind. Machines...

A Worm

"'A Worm' is an existential work that narrates the life and, ultimately, the death of a worm. The worm is metaphor, for it truly represents human life and struggle and mortality. I wrote this poem for a project last year on 'The Bell Jar' by Sylvia Plath. I hoped to rediscover many themes and motifs, for example, atheism and the "void" that Plath also established in her novels and poems." -Cameron Reaves
February 26, 2016

Are you okay, young warrior? Does the sun's kiss cook you dry Will it leech all your energy If so, then you will die. You've crossed the mighty river Swam through the flood What gave you such strength? Prayer...

Speak Up

"This piece was inspired by how I always kept my silence in younger years. My response to anything negative around me, or anything negative that I was processing, was to isolate and seclude myself. My main point was to ensure that I would not be a burden to anyone around me. These kinds of things are hard to bottle up, and this poem (that's truly meant to be spoken) represents the process I've gone through. It's almost like a defense mechanism, a cycle that I've worked hard on to break." -Nusaybah Smith
February 22, 2016

I've never been good with words You know, the ones that crawl up your throat From the oxygen and thought that surfaces in your lungs And circulates in your brain Reverberating from the chords of your...

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