Around the Table- 7th Grade

After a bit of a pause in our program, due to the spring break and a schedule conflict, I was back at Perez with Mr. Reinholdt’s 7th graders to finish up poems inspired by Joy Harjo’s The World Ends Here. Students had the option of writing about a table that they gathered around, or a place in their world where they felt most alive. For some, it was the privacy of their room, for others, it was a raucous lunch table, church, even the challenge of a basketball court. I hope you enjoy this week’s poems! 


Joshua F. 

Sometimes basketball is like life 

If you miss a shot, the game is not over. 

You still have more tries. 

One bad shot does not make you a bad player. 

And like basketball, 

you always make your shots

or make a good pass. 


Alizay G. 

At church you feel 


relaxed and


you feel like 

in heaven

heaven is me

being in the

sky flying. 

Jesus is

with us to


and care

for us. 

We are brought


because we’re

a family. 

At church 

you feel 



and understood

you feel like this

sense of belonging

Church is home

It’s where I feel 

safe, where I am 

okay, where Jesus

talks to me. 

Church is just

as sweet as


Church is

my table. 

At This Table

Sofia G. 

At my grandmas

table there is

laughter and joy. 

We are all brought

together by my

grandma’s table. 

At this table, 

two generations of 

kids sat here. 

At this table, there

have been 

hundreds of 

birthday dinners. 

At this table

Loteria and

rummikub have

been played

countless times. 

At this table


was told. 

At this table

baby’s have

played and cried. 

At this table

stories were 

passed down 

to us,

to keep them 

being told at 

the next. 

My Dining Table

Christian R. 

At the dining table, arguments are happening

over random things. Sometimes it’s quiet

and sometimes, everyone is gathered there. 

Most of the time, there is onlyone or two

people. Sometimes a third. 

The table brings us together, letting us

talk to one another and

having time to bond with each other. 

The table brings us forward, having

conversations, with one another, making

us do things we don’t usually do. 

The table takes away our devices, 

and let’s us see the reality of the world, 

and the world sees the reality of us. 



“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.