Sounds…& The City

Ms. Munoz’s 7th Grade class began their exploration with the theme of: ‘Writer, Who Are You?: Identity Through Poetry” with a reading of Lucille Clifton’s deceptively, simple poem, in the inner city. We looked at how the poet used Lines and Space to draw us in and even turned the poem on its side to reveal a secret. Students discussed their perceptions of the city in which they live, and then put all hands on deck to create group poems, through a ‘Chicago Says…’ Exquisite Corpse writing exercise.  For extra inspiration, I read them an excerpt from Carl Sandburg’s great poem, Chicago.


Ms. Munoz

7th Grade, 1st Period

Chicago says

the lights bloom in downtown

the cars honk all through the night

you can smell the food as you pass

She looks at the city below while standing on a high skyscraper

the moon and stars disapprove

they get in an argument and split up

they begin to think of the mistake they made

and forget it

Ms. Munoz

7th Grade, 3rd Period

Smells fishy like bus gas

people and cars make the city  beautiful

the people as short as ants

but their souls as big as buildings

even bigger than Trump Tower

shootings, robberies and killings

busy streets and traffic throughout the day

but we love Chicago anyway

Ms. Munoz

7th Grade, 6th Period

Chicago says

forceful and windy

are the nights, these dots


everyone loves it

the beautiful windy city is enjoyed by everyone

the lake shines bright by the morning sun

and freezes over when winters come

the beach filled with people and activities

as if it’s very fun playing with people

Ms. Munoz

7th Grade, 7th Period

Chicago says

the city lights

they  inspire me to

become so bright

but there is still

a very


dark side

to a great side

of a great city

it’s an amazing place

Chicago my home

more like home of the

Blackhawks, Cubs and Bears

oh, look, home run

and a      goalllllll

and a touchdown

yay us

this  city might

have some good

and some bad parts

but it is our home

and we love it dearly

and keep it the best

we can so we can keep

living in this beautiful place

the big city lights

forever beckon me

I think to myself

it’s where I am

meant to be

Ms. Munoz

7th Grade, 8th Period

Chicago says

to shine as bright as the skyscrapers in the night

to stand as tall like a skyscraper over bullies

to be filled with many buildings

that shine bright like a diamond

in the night cars are asleep

lights are off and people are dreaming

in a house there’s a baby screaming disrupting all the

people dreaming

this turned their dreams to nightmares

and he could not sleep for years



“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.