Pitter-patter, pitter-patter,

or if you are following footsteps of poetry…

When we say poetry, many of us imagine the majesty of a perfect verse by some of the greatest poets. Whether we think of Walt Whitman, Alexander Pushkin, or Lord Byron, it always seems like a work of genius. Untouchable and a bit distant. But is it actually like that?

Poetry is a form of literature. There are countless genres and subgenres of poetry! Some are long, some are very short, some are visual, some are auditive, some utilize different parts of speech, and some just like puns or don`t like any restrictions at all (free verse). You can choose any topic you want, put your lines in any order you like, and you will still be a poet! You can express your thoughts or feelings, reflect or count, be sad or exalted, or just write about some bug in your backyard. It`s up to you. But what poetry can really do for you is stimulate your thoughts and feelings and freedom of language usage, and it can undoubtedly unlock your creativity.

Let`s see some notable examples…

Vincy Hong Yingsi, grade 10, was experimenting with an acrostic. She wrote an acrostic poem about her name.

Value was created by her

Initially, she knew nothing about this world

Nevertheless, still holds the passion and curiosity about her life

Criticism always exists like the red traffic light to stop her from being better

Yet, she can handle it now.

Ethan Tianxi Xie, grade 2, expressed his feelings about seeing a movie with his friends.  In a short poem, he mixed short sentences and exclamation marks to depict his astonishment to the reader.

Mirjana Petrovic-Filipovic, no grade, was experimenting with Xuzhou.

Full Moon over Xuzhou

The full moon climbs with its delicate leg

step by step gently and quietly up to the heavens above

Yunlong Lake. He stops over the roofs of skyscrapers,

curiously peeks into the windows of multi-story buildings, but

then moves on, unnoticed. Slowly approaches the lake,

and while resting on the roofs of numerous restaurants nearby

the lake, he smiles. But people are in separate VIP rooms,

busy with food and their petty concerns. Lonely, the full moon

continues to the lake. And there, almost stranded

on the cliff of nothingness, pale in the neon light, the full moon

plunges into the deep waters of Yunlong Lake. For a moment, dark waters

cover him, but then the sky fills with stars,

the lake’s surface trembles, and every drop in the lake turns into

liquid silver. And as the drops join, a silver bell

and flickering of myriad voices, centuries of existence and

disappearing, passes like a tremor across the lake's surface.

Changed, the moon emerges and stops swaying

over Yunlong Lake, and the silver mirror of the lake reciprocates with the eyes of all previous lovers.

Evian Wang Yingrui, grade 11, was practicing haiku form – haiku is a traditional Japanese form of poetry that typically consists of 17 syllables.

Online shopping

I am so tired.

Where did all my money go?

My back is hurting.

Cybelle Chen, grade 12, was experimenting with more traditional and demanding forms like an ode. An ode is a poem in the form of an address to a particular subject or person and is often written in an elevated style or manner.

Ode to Antigone

Two desperate men with divergent faiths,

Laid on distinct fates of divided graves,

Died in the same piece of dirt but not for the same state.

With sympathy as a God, a desperado walked through the path.

The wailing of chimes besides echoed her flames,

With God and Nature on the side of her claims.

Her indignation against inhumane laws rhymed with human rage,

Though the endless road has alleged, you were going to marry your own death.

The worst can befall was just to embrace an honorable death and grief.

There is only one choice that belongs to a dauntless brave.

That is to watch our Eden burning or to get ready for a reformed frame. Her tragedy called out the everlasting democracy derived from a mortal’s oath.