For millennia, artists have poured their souls into their work, fashioning incredible (or sometimes atrocious) pieces that leave the audience stunned and breathless. However, art has more function than mere visual appeal. It is a powerful mechanism for communication; as an outlet for human expression, its impact manifested before humans could even read or write.
I wrote this poem because when I was a child I was very curious, but could never quite find the answers to all of my questions. As I grew older, I realized that some things can never really be answered in a clear, definitive way. I wanted to see the world as something that could
When it was first published in the mid-19th century, Uncle Tom’s Cabin was an instant success, gaining worldwide acclaim for its groundbreaking stance on slavery and becoming the best-selling novel of the century. Even now, 165 years later, it retains popularity and acknowledgment among critics and readers alike. But when placed in a more modern
The Greek goddess Diana is queen of the hunt and of nature. This poem is inspired by the chilling air outside and the metaphorical death of nature, as the leaves begin to fall and the frost starts inching in. The brilliance pierces holes in her flesh; she sews her silhouette Into the hazy fading patches.
This poem is about the need for us to speak up for the injustices we face and to never settle for anything that we might have the power to fix. We should speak out, not only for ourselves, but on behalf of any of those who suffer like we do right now, who suffered like
Oftentimes we let our fear of a possible outcomes hinder us from attempting anything at all. My poem is about a student’s fear of participation, stemming from self-doubt and a paralyzing fixation on the worst case scenario. As a fellow introvert, this poem represents some of my fears about speaking in front of others, irrational
In Kansas City’s Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, painting Conservator Mary Schafer discovered a dead grasshopper in Vincent Van Gogh’s 1889 painting “Olive Trees”. While examining the painting, Schafer discovered what at first appeared to be a leaf, but upon further inspection turned out to be a dead grasshopper. The dead grasshopper revealed the painting’s context,
My secrets cry aloud. With these words, Theodore Roethke began his first published collection of poems, all exploring his complicated relationship with language, his family and himself. His poems have a timeless quality that put words to our deepest and most inexpressible thoughts, addressing our unspoken fears and shame. Hailed as one of the greatest poets