For the past few months, Carver students have worked hard creating poems, some students doing it for the very first time. Last week, Carver’s students took a break from writing new poems and spent some time in the editing process. Students had lots of poem drafts to choose from, and spent our time together remixing lines or words to their liking. When we finished writing, students got a chance to share their work aloud. Check out some of the writing below:
My People
by Liv P.
To the cookouts that last forever,
To the Erykah Badu in my headphones,
To the Mary J. Blige and The Roots,
To the false claims of leaving in 5,
but staying until after dusk,
To the towel slung over my dad’s shoulder
as he cooks
To the old school Chicago steppin’
To the J.B. skating,
To the Rink and Markham,
To Shea Moisture and Cantu,
To the curly and coily hair,
To the box braids and locs,
To the Blue Magic and hair supplies box,
To the other side of 8-mile my dad grew up or,
To my southern roots,
To my grandmother Ethel,
And my grandfather Ocea,
And their son Jeffrey,
Rest in power,
To the blood coursing through my veins;
to my people.
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by Ahniyah D.
I miss the old you
You can say you’re the same
but I find it hard to be true
We were together when the sky
didn’t shine
and
when the sky was blue
Now sometimes I think I was dreaming
and
our love wasn’t
true
It was real for
only a
moment
True love
doesn’t last
forever
