Emily Graslie from the Brain Scoop wrote a poem and was kind enough to let me read it and post it on youtube.
Emily’s poem:
http://ehmeegee.tumblr.com/post/95963764212/i-wrote-a-thing
Wonderful
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Tag Archives: slam poetry
Stop whatever you’re doing and WATCH THIS.
“I asked 5 questions in genetics class today and all of them started with the word ‘sorry’”
WATCH THIS AND THEN WATCH IT AGAIN
so good
Forever apologizing. For speaking. For standing. For existing near other people. This hit a little, lot too close. Here’s to trying to stop that.
Hello absorbed.
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holy shit
and thus my beginning to true womanhood has begun
Wow, this is beautiful.
I still love slam
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9aqRIHF6tc
OMGOMGOMGOMG I REMEMBER WHY I LOVE SLAM. This girl is so great.
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Perpetual Thoughts: I just realized
I really miss conferences.
A lot.
I mean school is a lot of work and I’ve been finding some time for artsy stuff lately since I was lacking that last semester, and well physical activity is still not even in the attempted pile, but there are other things I miss too.
I really like school (except…
Guess who is going to the slam poetry workshop with Barbara Adler this year? Oh yah? Oh YAH? Moi…
Oh my goodness! so fun! I loved her workshop last year!!!
I have a kind of great boyfriend.
Even if he doesn’t appreciate slam poetry.
Gasp.
What an unpredictable boy.
I won candyland!
Also all the girls cancelled on me for the concert.
Thats okay though, I like boys.
Zora Howard performs Bi-Racial Hair at the 2006 Urban Word NYC Annual Teen Poetry Slam.
Theres another version of this video here: http://lab.wgbh.org/open-call/bi-racial-hair
This girl was only 13 when she wrote this, she’s simply incredible. If nothing else, read the bellow excerpt.
“I have biracial hair because I have biracial blood. I’m not talking about that cute ‘Daddy met a black woman and fell in love’ blood, I’m talking about that slave raped six times by the master, birthing six mixed babies, later hung blood. I’m talking about that cross-burning in the mud blood, and you call me a mudblood? Slit my wrists, and my blood does not excrete in black and white. I dream in verse and in red like what spilled from Emmett Till’s lips when he was killed for breaking down color lines. “
(Source: http://www.youtube.com/)
hehehe
B.A.: So, who here is a nerd?
*Claire, Daniel and I raise our hands”
B.A.: Oh! The high school students who are willingly attending a slam poetry workshop on a Saturday evening self-identify as nerds?
Yesterday I went to this lady’s workshop. It was fun, and good, but mostly I just liked her, because she was genuine and funny and quirky and nice and real. I think it’s something special to meet a performer who is excellent at what they do who is also relate-able as a human being. Her poetry ranges from humorous to insightful to deep to serious to light, and any combination (plus toss in an accordion). In a way it reminds me of hip hop, and my understanding of Slam poetry has become, poetry with flow, whether rhymes or some other sort of rhythm. And it’s like a current or a wave and it kind of washes over you and even if you don’t absorb it all it has impact, which when it’s good will sweep you away with it, until the words mean something.