January, 1953
New York, NY
"I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance."
E.E. Cummings
Graham Cooke said,
"A paradox is two conflicting ideas contained within one truth."
A skeptic might say that a High-School student with a passion to work is paradoxical. I would say, "You have not experienced some of my students." Here are a few 'evidences' of the proof:
by Cuinn McDermott
Light forever shall shine in the shadow.
Darkness shall fall when light shines in the dark,
when darkness rises and all is hollow.
When light shall fall and all will have sorrow.
The darkness destroys like a great whit shark,
light forever shall shine in the shadow.
Good people fall when land becomes shallow.
Their frail bodies decaying become dark,
when darkness rises and all is hollow.
When blinding sun shines cleansing all shadow.
Heavens rays obliterating the dark,
Light forever shall shine in the shadow.
The light will come restoring what's hollow.
Light rises when dark falls but some stay dark,
when darkness rises and all is hollow.
Light rises when darkness falls to shadow.
The light will rise but some always stay dark.
Light forever shall shine in the shadow,
when darkness rises and all is hollow.
A Villanelle
by Isaac Catchatoorian
Going day by day
Feeling so alone
Colors looking so gray
Drowning in my own blood
Thinking about my death
Going day by day
Lost, always wanting more
Basically living invisible
Colors looking so gray
Save me from this darkness
Blades are getting deeper
Going day by day
Does happiness even exist?
Puff,puff goes the smoke
Colors looking so gray
I am almost dead now
Someone save me quick
Going day by day
Colors looking so gray
Journey
by Alexander Jones
I was out of town, in a little village,
and I happened upon a general store.
I stepped in to buy a cool cola
but I found something more.
The store was being held up for money,
an old man said, "Do something, son."
He gave me a bat and I knocked out the robber
and then I knew I had won.
Everyone cheered and my cola was free
in fact, of the store I was given free roam.
But soon my adventures came to a close
and I proudly made my way home.
To Palter
by David King
She palters the poor merchant
for little does she know
karma is bad
for people who verbally slaughter
Two Poems
Inspired by the photography of Vivian Maier
Just For Fun
by Ella Rosenberg
Promise me, promise me
you'll be safe, write me
letters, think of me
when your days are dark,
just think of coming home
just remember the spark
Peaches a plenty, wine a full,
and then a shoe, so random and bold.
Maybe it's magic, maybe it's lies,
maybe an illusion, so funny, so old.
Perhaps it's a joke, maybe a prank,
maybe perhaps and jokes, illusions,
but still magic for a little mind.
-Cuinn McDermott
Paradox
by Sophia Kalyuzhnaya
You can be loud with silence
whispering a scream
quiet- a concert
talkative when mute
Paradox
by Christian Giglia
You have to lose to win
play golf on the course
The front is like the back
the driver is loud with the silence
Paradox
by Sara Ofenloch
you have to die to live
after death, life is found
end starts a beginning
when you live, you die
The front is backward
Paradox
by Christian Giglia
You have to lose to win
play golf on the course
The front is like the back
the driver is loud with the silence
Paradox
by Sara Ofenloch
you have to die to live
after death, life is found
end starts a beginning
when you live, you die
Paradox
by Jacob Dudzik
The front is backward
going, somewhere, just to return
going there for hours, days, months
leaving those forward, you know
Hamartia
by Carly McGirt
It wasn't hamartia
to find no gold
At least some of us tried
still, we had a great time
I can have a time popsicle
it was not that cold
It was a nice trip
with awesome minerals
Angel Falling
by Elizabeth Hemingway
She is an angel falling
How much pain her heart has shown
How much her heart is calling
How bright her spirit shining
For quite sure she does not know
She is an angel falling
Her soul rains, her spirit rising
Tries to escape from the cold
But she won't stop crying
Saving those, though she's breaking
Her voice rises, her sad song singing
Reaching the heart of the darkest foe
She lifts them, she is falling
She gives, they are free to go
It's sad that they keep calling
She is an angel falling
It wasn't hamartia
to find no gold
At least some of us tried
still, we had a great time
I can have a time popsicle
it was not that cold
It was a nice trip
with awesome minerals
Angel Falling
by Elizabeth Hemingway
She is an angel falling
How much pain her heart has shown
How much her heart is calling
How bright her spirit shining
For quite sure she does not know
She is an angel falling
Her soul rains, her spirit rising
Tries to escape from the cold
But she won't stop crying
Saving those, though she's breaking
Her voice rises, her sad song singing
Reaching the heart of the darkest foe
She lifts them, she is falling
She gives, they are free to go
It's sad that they keep calling
She is an angel falling
