My fierce padlet by

Natures Calling

collinwade10 — 2024-01-24 22:35:17 UTC

It was evening all afternoon

Diggin’ in my own backyard

At home on the hills of Vermont or in the woods of Maine, or the Texan ranch

Let the earth stabilize your postcolonial insecure jitters

A boatman over lakes or bays or along coasts

The river is moving

Breathe the air but leave plenty after me

A farmer, mechanic, artist, gentleman, sailor, quaker

Traced in the shadow

Turn off that cellphone, computer, and remote control

Do not hold regrets

Like a tree

Ill Rise

By: Collin Wade

Works Cited:

collinwade10 — 2024-01-24 22:35:41 UTC

"Section 16", Song of Myself. Whitmanweb. University of Iowa. 2012

Stevens, Wallace. "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird". Poetry Foundations. 2019

Harjo, Joy. "For Calling The Spirt Back from Wandering The Earth In Its Human Feet". poets.org. 2019

Angelou, Maya. "Still I Rise". Poetry Foundations. 2019

Comments

lukerohrer2 — 2024-01-26 03:14:04 UTC

I like the poem Collin. This activity is sort of a fun challenge. Decoding other people's poems, and trying to find the deeper meaning isn't always easy. I liked your poem because I think it expresses the idea of adventure. Trying new things and traveling to new places is what I understood this to be about. Good job.

-Luke Rohrer

tdavi367 — 2024-01-26 20:00:33 UTC

Peer Response.

alexwidner03 — 2024-01-26 22:09:37 UTC

Hey Collin, I enjoyed reading your poem. I liked how you used nature to be the setting of your poem and used that to connect the poems. Your poem flows well and I wouldn't be able to tell it was spliced if I read it in a different setting.

- Alex Widner

Peer Response

griffeymckinny — 2024-01-28 23:30:50 UTC

Hey Collin, I really enjoyed reading your poem. Its fun to decode and understand what our poems mean. I liked your poem for the focus on nature and what i assume to be focusing on the call of nature and the wonders it holds. Great Poem!

-Griffith McKinny