A Blog of Seattle Arts & Lectures
By Daemond Arrindell, WITS Writer-in-Residence “She does not know her beauty” is one of the first lines in a poem by singer-songwriter and performance poet Iyeoka Okoawo that I use as a mentor tex...
Because so much of the work of our Writers in the Schools program happens behind the curtain—in public school rooms and hospital rooms, in notebooks and on sheets of scrap paper, in classroom anthol...
By Maiah Merino, WITS Writer-in-Residence My first year with Writer in the Schools, I taught 9th grade poetry at Evergreen High School in Burien, four classes, three of which were English Language Lea...
By Evelin Garcia, WITS Writer-in-Residence Puesta del Sol y sus nuevos poetas El día de elegir al lector del año que representará a la escuela Puesta del Sol llegó después de 8 sesiones ...
By Ann Teplick, WITS Writer-in-Residence For the past eight years, I have been a teaching artist at Seattle Children’s Hospital. I have witnessed love, empathy, laughter, celebrations and grief on a...
Shadow of the Mississippi I fear the loss of such… reading For May falls into the hands of the river Against pressures of stream… then keeps flowing into thighs of the Mississ...
The Fox and the Rabbit At moonhigh, the night sky is ink in water, spreading to all cracks and crevices. The fox’s nose and whiskers whimper to the scent of rabbit. As it crawls to its prey, its bel...
This essay is part of a series in which Poetry Northwest partners with Seattle Arts & Lectures to present reflections on visiting writers from our 2018/19 Poetry Series. Francisco Aragón a...
[Untitled America Poem] If great means impressive then yes though I’m easily impressed by American dream teen movie queen bees preordained aspirations and silverware sets six generations needs more ...
Ancestry Isn’t Just Some DNA Test A Letter to My Great Great Great Great Great Great Great Grandmother I wonder what your name was. Did it taste like bitter Mount Fuji snow, or sweet dirt from Aokig...