A Dream of Chaos
The sound of thunder and rain thrashing around,
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Stone Soup Magazine Poems
Poetry and verse from young voices
The sound of thunder and rain thrashing around,
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Because I wanted to feel like an Amazon
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When sea captains say they have sailed the seven glimmering seas, I have flown them. When climbers say they have climbed the highest peaks, including the monstrously tall Mount Everest, I have achieved higher heights. When tourists say they have travelled all over the world, I have done it more times than I can count. But I am only a vivid dark, red balloon with a loose white string.
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The following poems were written by students in a creative writing class that took place in Shanghai, China, hosted by the Stanford University EPGY Honors Academy summer program. My students in this class wrote and read stories and poems in English, but most spoke Mandarin as well as other languages. Many of my students were totally fluent in English, while others were still practicing their English spelling and grammar.
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When I try my best but no words come I feel worried,
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Before I write, I put on boots, jackets, scarfs and mittens.
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tiny valley big so big
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Who am I, am I just a lonely boy?
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A human's life is as an alien's life. This human has two feet and hairs.
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When I write I feel very soft and smooth.
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