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Boys Wax Lyrical During National Poetry Month

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April is National Poetry Month and boys across divisions are waxing lyrical in their English classes. Here is a sampling of recent poems from Fenn English classes.

 

Smoke

by Tyler McGarry  (grade 6)

It curls its wisps

through the air

climbing and

flying like a bird,

its path determined

by the wind's emotions.

Small puffs from a fire

paint the sky

like an artist about

to draw but not

knowing what to paint.

Smoke is a creature

Alive and well,

It has its feelings,

Like a person it thinks,

Creating ways around

anything in its path

To meet one goal,

to reach the top

Of the sky

 

The bird

by Mark Zhang  (grade 4)

The small bird,

Soaring across

The clear sky

Heading toward

Its home in the

Old tall tree which

Never falls down

And roots are

Deep in the ground

Working to

Keep it secure

To the earth

The bird almost there

To its nest

Hurrying to feed

Its young

It never rests

Always working

Foraging around

For a good meal

To keep its

Children alive

To a day

When they

Can do it

Themselves

And then

The old birds

Die and the

New ones

Come to

Replace their,

Spot in the,

Big old tree.

 

Two poems inspired by William Carlos Williams’ “The Red Wheelbarrow”:

#1 by Panha Sam (grade 4)

 

So much depends

upon 

a cup of

coffee 

filled with cream

inside 

next to a

bagel

 

#2 by Brazos Bebinger

 

So much depends

Upon 

A piece of

Tape 

holding together a

House 

Beside a broken

Village

 

Sparta

by Andy Nguyen (grade 5)

Spartan army is superior

Powerful civilization

Agoge is harsh but a good teacher

Rage goes on and on in war

The beautiful wives that get to work

Always have to be a warrior

 

The Mountaintop

by Liam Kelleher (grade 5)

It’s cold up here

Maybe it’s the height

Maybe it’s the snow

I really just don’t know

The sight is beautiful up here

Maybe it’s the sunset

Maybe it’s the view

I wish you were up here, too

I wish I was up here

With you

 

The following is an N+7 poem by Liam Kelleher (The N+7 procedure, invented by Jean Lescure of Oulipo involves replacing each noun in a text with the seventh one following it in a dictionary. Variations involve N+1, which replaces each noun with the next one in the dictionary, to N+15, which takes the 15th noun following. Variations also involve choosing other nouns) Liam did not stick to a strict 7th noun formula, but instead began creating a spoof as he went along:

 

Jabberwocky N+7

by Liam Kelleher (grade 5)

'Twas tiring and the pain in the butt

Did chew and vomit in the bowl:

All queasy were my intestines,

And the siblings disgusted. 

"Beware the cold my son!

The virus that sickens, the horrible evil!

Beware the Cat, and don't

Let him catch it!"

I took my medicine in hand:

Down the throat the infection it sought-

So it stopped somewhere in the vein,

And cleaned awhile in thought

And, as it kept thinking,

The Cold, with 200 limbs,

Came silently through the long intestine,

And whiffled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through

The medicine went whip-slash!

It left it dead, and with nothing

It went swishing back.

"And, hast thou slain the vicious cold?

Come to my stomach, my glad little pill!

O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

 

Summer Days

by Edoardo Takacs (grade 5)


I remember the wind whipping on my back
I remember swimming in a pool

cooling off because it was a warm day

I remember sitting down in my backyard

reading a book in the afternoon

   And hearing the birds tweet
  I remember the golf club hitting a golf ball,

making the thack sound
I remember hearing the kids cheer their friend to do something

they have never done
I remember eating a hamburger that my father made

Even though the summer isn't forever

I enjoy it while I can

I remember summer days
But my favorite memory is 

yet to come



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