~Joseph M. Calahan, Xerox
The Arts and Sciences, essential to the prosperity of the State and to the ornament of human life, have a primary claim to the encouragement of every lover of his country and mankind.
I've talked about the PTA Reflections program a number of times before (here, here, here). The poem I'm sharing today was written by my daughter, then 17, for the Reflections competition literature category. The theme was "The Magic of a Moment."
Where I find poems
by Ariana Yeatts-Lonske
At day break,
The blushing sun paints haiku
On my front yard
With shades of morning dew
On the way to work,
The man on the corner of 47th and 5th
Holds up a sign that reads
STARVING VETERAN. GOD BLESS.
But if I squint a little,
The words rearrange themselves into
A quatrain about loss and solitude
As I call a cab,
I am pelted with afternoon sonnets
That glisten on the slick street
And soak through my dress shirt,
Clamoring for a paper home
At my niece’s 5th birthday party,
I pluck a sestina about dreams
From behind her ear
As she explains to me that
She is going to be a butterfly
When she grows up
The stars knock on my window,
Showing me how they’ve abandoned
To spell out
I decided to help with Reflections again this year, despite what I said at Christmastime. My husband talked me into it, actually! I will only have one school to work on this time, so that will help. (Someone might ask whether Ariana won anything with her poem...she did! She was thrilled!)
You can find the Poetry Friday round-up at Reading to the Core.