Doing Less - The Chicago Poetry Center

Doing Less

Reading “In a Station of the Metro” by Ezra Pound, we noticed the tiny size of the poem, and the way it uses white space by moving text around on the page. Students created their own tiny poems, each of which captures a moment in a little sculpture of words.

Room 322

Growing Clothes Gabriela G.

I saw        my clothes : made me think about
when I had smaller   clothes and I was a
smaller girl          how did I grow so fast?

The dog and the person Shamadhi R.

A girl gave her dog a walk       but
instead of the girl giving her dog      a walk
the dog gave the    girl    a run

Fight Giovanni G.

two people fighting & one
hit the cement Loud noises on the black road.

Reflection Rachel V.

The reflections in the mirror :
Shadows with a bright face

Skyscraper Katherine V.

sky scraper rising from the ground
painting the sky like black paint
on the white sky.

Room 314

Meow! Enrique V.

The black fluffy face red flaming
eyes it said meow Bye

This Morning Alexander C.

A pelican, a pelican at the sky-blue
lake. It was looking me in the eye as if he
was saying goodbye.

Crows Jose B.

The crows play their very sad song
Sad like an unhappy child on Christmas

My Frumpy Awakening Chainida P.

I awakened       from my slumber        to see the time
was         5:00 a.m.
I was surprised              but it didn’t show              in
my face.

Room 320

Reflection Mi T.

I’m standing in front of me
My hand gliding down my hair
Staring into my own brown eyes

The Ball of Fury Gregory R.

stepping out of bed BOOM!
there it was my soccer ball
OUCH!!

Untitled Mateo R.

Sirens filled the streets skies filled with
white the car zooming by

Secret Spring Hillary C.

Raindrops from rain last night, that I wish
I had seen from the top begging to
catch and see.