Yesterday, in the midst of various types of job drudgery, I got a treat that reminds me of why the rest of it matters. I got to go to a colleague's last day of a poetry creative writing class. The students read their poems--what talent.
I was also impressed by the wide variety of inspiration. My colleague has created the most interesting field trips. The students have gone to a Riverfront park that's the site of the first settlement of Ft. Lauderdale, a graveyard, a trolley ride, a huge bridge over the Intracoastal, the Museum of Art-Ft. Lauderdale, and the beach. Each field trip was linked with a kind of poem. The students always had the option to write free verse.
We talked about career trajectories for poets, which included poetry readings. I said that I had planned to start a sort of open mic poetry reading at school at some point. We talked about how neat it would be to have a Halloween event.
After the class was over, I checked with the librarian, since our library is a great spot for a reading, and there aren't many spots on our small campus. She was enthusiastic, and we scheduled the event for Wednesday, October 28, from 5-6, as the day darkens into night. Students can read one spooky poem until everyone has had a turn. There will be treats and maybe costumes.
My colleague was able to tell her poetry students that a reading had been scheduled. We were able to get our event onto the October calendar.
There are many challenges to being part of a small school--there's never enough money in the budget, for one thing. But there are advantages: when we have an idea, we can move quickly.
It doesn't always work that way, but it's sweet when it does.
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