Poetry
— A boy traces his identity through objects and memories connecting his Greek heritage to his American present, from teddy bears to spanakopita.
— A rhythmic poem cycles through the seasons, from winter's wind to spring's hum to summer's speed, ending where it began with winter returning.
— Transcript: Hello, and welcome to Poetry Soup! I’m your host, Emma Catherine Hoff. Today, I’ll be reading the poem, “There was Earth Inside Them,” by Paul Celan. Paul Celan was...
— Clock’s on the oven. It says it’s time to get up. The clock tells the truth.
— As I lie in my bed, I smell The cold winter air And my pajamas. It is early morning, About six o’clock. I yawn, And lean back down on my...
— As I climbed onto the ladder to my bunk bed, Cries exploded from the open window. I tried to eavesdrop But heard only Blabbering voices.
— A train passenger watches the ocean transform from violent turquoise waves to peaceful sunset, remembering childhood drawings and contemplating permanence amid change.
— As the clouds grow dark, We start to relax. We play a game of shapes of clouds. All of a sudden, water starts to fall And we still lie there,...
— A meditation on water transforms from stillness to boiling, from possibility to necessity, as the speaker makes soup from nothing but water itself.
— A brief meditation on the paradox of 'now' — how the present moment of writing becomes the past by the time of reading.