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An Ohio high school student was suspended for — of all reasons — writing a poem about his feelings. Sixteen-year-old Nick Andre, who plays defensive end on the football team, was just doing his composition homework. The assignment? To write a poem about something that makes you angry. So, Nick wrote a poem entitled Stupid about his team’s losing streak. Keep reading »
When digging through the bowels of the internet, you tend to find both shit and nuggets of gold. Sometimes, you find both. The shitnugget interweb discovery of the day (thank you, Amelia) is a website called Poopie Poems, featuring the largest collection of poop poetry on the web. You can browse through well-crafted Haipoops, Rhyming Shitlets, and Free Turds, which explore the scatological crisis and moving movements all of us experience in life. I got choked up reading Mr. T’s A New Life Is Born As The Toilet Flushes… which describes one man’s last doodie before he becomes a daddy. Check out the full poem after the jump. Keep reading »
Warsan Shire, 24, has just become London’s first ever Young Poet Laureate. The Kenyan-born Somali poet writes about both English and African culture, exploring war, sex, culture, love, and everything in between with a great depth and sensitivity. She expresses her worldview with an honest vulnerability that most would shy away from. Her first book of poems, Teaching My Mother How To Give Birth, was published in 2011. She has a BA in creative writing and even teaches workshops on using poetry to heal trauma – and she’s not even halfway through her 20s yet. Warsan was chosen from six young finalists, and she will now undertake a residency at the Houses of Parliament and spend the next year creating work that reflects on London. Carol Ann Duffy, London’s current poet laureate, announced Warsan as the winner as part of National Poetry Day. Her willingness to be candid and speak her truth in her work is something we could all stand to learn from. ”It is our vision for east London to be a thriving cultural district,” said chief executive Dennis Hone, “and Warsan as the first Young Poet Laureate for London will play a key part in that transformation.” Congratulations! [BBC; Well & Often; Warsan Shire]
Pads off to New York’s Marymount Manhattan College for holding the first ever period poetry slam, “Red Moon Howl.” The menstrual-themed event welcoming “poets, performers & menstrual enthusiasts” and featuring the work of Sylvia Plath, will take place on June 7th as part of the Society for Menstrual Cycle Research Conference, honoring Gloria Steinem for her work in “taking down social taboos toward menstruation, including the belief that women are weak, dirty or inferior to men because of their cycles.” Keep reading »
Oh Riker, oh Commander, oh my dearest William T.,
The time has come to express just how much you mean to me.
I’ve had many crushes, they come and go every day,
But my love for you, Riker, well, it’s never gone away. Keep reading »
In an effort to trim their budget down a bit (by a bit, I mean $2 billion), the US Postal Service has announced a plan to end Saturday mail and cut back to a five-day delivery schedule. As I’ve mentioned before, I am a huge fan of the postal service and I have a giant crush on my mailman, so this news comes as a crushing blow. And sometimes, when pain is this acute, there’s only one way to express it: in iambic pentameter. Read on for my embarrassingly dramatic Sonnet to the Saturday Mail… Keep reading »
When I was 16, I was super into the Beat Generation, and writers like Jack Kerouac, Frank O’Hara and Allen Ginsberg. In 11th grade, I wrote a paper on Allen Ginsberg’s poem “Howl.” My English teacher did not know who Allen Ginsberg was, I shit you not, and I had to get special approval to write about him. Through a weird series of connections, I was able to interview Ginsberg’s good friend Patti Smith about him, and she told me one of his stand out qualities was that he wanted to document and record and remember. Ginsberg never got as fucked up as the rest of them because he was too busy cataloging what was going down. So that’s why it’s no surprise to me that recently unearthed photos of Ginsberg’s contain detailed annotations of who, what and where was happening. You can find a collection of them over at Flavorpill. They’re a neat little time capsule of a moment and a movement. [Flavorpill]
Admit it, you kind of forgot about James Franco. But just when you think he’s finally crawled back into the Studio City hole from which he came, he pops up again. America, you’ve been Franco-ed, because the 33-year-old actor/”performance artist”/director/perpetual graduate student has a new accolade to add to his list: published poet. The book is titled Directing Herbert White, after a movie that Franco — natch — directed. It’ll be out in 2014, and odds are 100 percent of James Franco’s poems are about James Franco. [Publisher's Weekly]
We all have one: that girl friend or coworker or cousin who says things like “I’m not a feminist, but I think women should be paid as much as men and make medical decisions about their own bodies.” You have probably had many, many patient conversations informing them they actually are a feminist and must now stop shaving their legs to free up more time for our ritualistic Male-Bashing And Baby-Eating Ceremonies.
Save your breath next time and send them this righteous rah-rah girl power poetry performance from the slam poet Mindy Nettifee. It’s about a year old, but well-worth hearing. Who wants to be president anyway? [Upworthy]