I used to think it was really hilarious and dramatic, but then I realized what he was saying. I also like this poem because of the last line. Yet, they still fought and have changed the values of this country forever.
However, taken in context, we can recognize that the efforts of African Americans to gain civil rights was also a long, difficult, even “unappetizing” fight. Granted, the imagery is not so…appetizing (“fester like a sore”-ew). One of my favorites, and one that I just looked at for a class, is called “A Dream Deferred.” The poem is short, so I’ll post it here:įirst off, I love that this poem is loaded with imagery. Hughes is once of these artists and he wrote some incredibly breathtaking poetry. I’ve been doing some research on the civil rights era and I’m especially interested in the poetry and other written art that came out of this time period. Or maybe I’ll just sit out in the sun and enjoy the beautiful weather after a winter under a perpetually cloudy sky.Īnyway, back to the point. Maybe I’ll take a poetry course over the summer at my local community college. The semester is winding down–just a few more blogs left before I am unable to reminisce weekly on the wise words of my favorite poets! What a shame. This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged bedell, passion, poetry, RCL1213 on Apby Anna Lombardo. So try to recognize yourself in your writing and always remember that what you have to say is important. Basically what I’m saying is, everything you write has meaning, even if you don’t think it does.
I’m going to try not to end on a sappy note. Not only did a meek fifth-grader’s poem contribute to Spring-Ford’s conglomeration of artistic talent, but it also contributed to my own personal soul-searching and well-being. I don’t have a copy of the poem and I don’t even remember what I called it, but my teacher thought it was well-written and submitted it to our school district calender, which featured the art and poetry of students throughout the school. At the time, I was in a fight with the person who would become one of my best friends and, when asked to write a poem, I chose our dispute as my topic. Videographers: Luc Nugent.I wrote my first poem when I was in fifth grade. Barnabas Church, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, June 4th, 2016. Visit our blog or our website for updates.Īudio: Tom Barnes.
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