James Cervantes is the author of several poetry collections, including From Mr. Bondo’s Unshared Life (Hamilton Stone Editions, 2013) and Temporary Meaning (Hamilton Stone Editions, 2006), which was ...
Valeria Ruiz was born in Nicaragua and migrated to the United States with her family. Her poem “You Know Me” appears in 826 National’s anthology Let This Be Our Anthem: Call to Action from Young ...
Bertrand N. O. Walker, who published his poems under his Wyandot name, Hen-toh, was born in 1870.
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If you’re a teen looking to learn more about the art of reading or writing poetry, we’ve gathered a selection of poems, essays, recommended reading lists, must-have anthologies, interviews, and advice ...
Reading the Poem: Silently read the poem “ Let America Be America Again ” by Langston Hughes. What do you notice about the ...
Lesson Plans & Resources Thanksgiving with Richard Blanco’s “América” In his poem "América," Richard Blanco brings us into the experience of Thanksgiving celebrated by an extended Cuban American ...
like decades are stuck on the balls of your feet. Sing like a quartet is trapped in your throat. Laugh like this is the last time you know what joy feels like, because maybe it is. And today that will ...
Ten years in the making, A Poet’s Glossary (Harcourt, 2014) is a followup to former Academy Chancellor Edward Hirsch’s best-selling book How to Read a Poem and Fall in Love with Poetry (Harcourt, 1999 ...
In 1974 Daniel Borzutzky was born in­­ Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, to Chilean parents. He received a BA from the University of Pittsburgh in 1997 and an MFA from the School of the Art Institute of ...
Exquisite Corpse is a collaborative poetry game that traces its roots to the Parisian Surrealist movement. Exquisite Corpse is played by several people, each of whom writes a word on a sheet of paper, ...
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly ...