About Hands on Stanzas

Hands on Stanzas, the educational outreach program of the Poetry Center of Chicago places professional, teaching Poets in residence at Chicago Public Schools across the city. Poets teach the reading, discussion, and writing of poetry to 3 classes over the course of 20 classroom visits, typically from October through April. Students improve their reading, writing, and public speaking skills, and participating teachers report improved motivation and academic confidence. You can contact Cassie Sparkman, Director of the Hands on Stanzas program, by phone: 312.629.1665 or by email: csparkman(at)poetrycenter.org for more information.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Fortune Cookie Poems

Students read two fortunes and were able to either respond to the truth in their fortunes, swap fortunes with classmates at the same table, or create a poem using several fortunes in the room.

By Samantha P.

Where there’s a will, there’s a
way. Good things come in
invisible packages. You will
be delighted. A pleasant surprise
is in store for you. Stop
searching happiness will come
to you. You will make a name
for yourself. Don’t burn the
candle at both ends, for there
will be no wax left for tomorrow.

By Rodrigo G.

A financial investment
will yield returns beyond
your hopes.

I will return because I am
honest and now go to
my pig the money in my
home. So I will return to the person
who lost the money.

Fortune Cookie Poem
By Vanida L.

I opened a fortune cookie and there
it was my fortune had been
revealed. I read it in black and
white it said, "someone is thinking
about you." I took a moment and thought,
who could it be? I had a few things
in mind could it be my overprotective
mom or any family member or a enemy
or a friend there is another in
mind but I won't dare mention. It is
mind catching.

By Vanessa M.

You will discover
something wonderful about
yourself that makes me
happy when I read this
and I was happy because
I know that soon I don't
know when but I will
discover something wonderful
about myself and I really
know it is going to surprise
me something wonderful
that soon I will
discover about me.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

From Your Courage

Fifth graders read Sherman Alexie's "First Indian on the Moon." The poem talks of courage and strength and these poems are directed to an individual or place of special meaning.

Noe R.

your hair is wild and
looks as if its alive.
Your smile is hideous.
You are so tall you can
touch the sky. Your head is
so big and strong you can
break a walnut, to me
you will be el nino que
siempre me va pegar.

Malik A.

The fog comes
on little cat feet

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on

My Strength is from you
Caitlin S.

You may not notice
that you are my strength but
without you I would be sitting
in a corner cold and scared.

When I'm stuck on the
ground you are there to lift me
to the heavens.

I will never be lost if you
are there beside me.

If you are weak I will be
your strength.

When we are both weak I
will die with you.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Being Invisible

Fourth graders read Maureen Tolman Flannery's "Shape-Shifter," writing wonderful poems using the simile, one setting, and in the meantime, hiding.

Park
by Eduardo G.

I can hide in the grass
It is impossible to see me
I can be the sky
Nobody knows
Only my family
For example my granny
I can be as bright as the sun
But nobody knows
But sometimes I'm sad
and my dad gets me glad
Somebody calls my dad mister
and that is my sister

My shadow is me
by Loren S.

I am invisible in my shadows
my shadows suck me into a mirror
and my shadow pretends to be me and
I am locked forever in a box I get out
of the box I get into my shadow
when I walk by I have no more shadows

by Geissel

I have a friend and sometimes
we meet and greet each
other without a word.

We walk through a field
and stalk a bird and chew
a blade of pungent grass.

Invisible
by Kevin-Conrad D.

Being invisible stinks
No one can see you
I love being seen
It's like you're free
Everyone can see you when you're
not invisible
It's like going to a new class
It's like you're different from
everyone
They think you're a monster
But when you get to
know that a friend's at
my side
You don't feel invisible

When my sister was gone
by Matthew A.

I was playing hide-and-seek. My sister was
bleak as a ghost. She hid in a closet and
was invisible as an iguana. I looked everywhere
except the closet and I was puzzled like
a monkey. I was giving up and was ready
to surrender like a knight squished by
a dragon. I was bored like a turtle and
watched TV. My sister showed up and
was angry as a lion.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Halloween Poems

Fifth grade students read David Trinidad's "The Munsters" and Rachel Zucker's "My Beautiful Wickedness." We talked about scary movies and books that may inspire a stanza or two.

Report Card
by Shahzeb C.

Zombies, Frankenstein, Mummies
are not scary but something
that changes people mentally,
(the Report Card)
the worst thing it can
do to you is a papercut
but it can kill people from
the inside. Example (1) Mary
was scared of everything
but her worst fear is not the
Report Card its her mom
after it.

by Haithanh T.

I was in a room
telling scary stories
it was very dark
then suddenly I heard a noise
it sounds like someone crying for help
the voice was raspy
the sound grew louder and louder
I then heard footsteps
we were all so scared
it finally came and………
boo! it was my friend!


Chucky
by Lauren B.

He haunts you in the middle of the
night. Throw him in the fire and
he stays alive. Be careful, he's smarter
than you think. Once he turned a
child into a doll and it became his
bride. And they became an evil couple.
Will he ever be defeated?

Halloween Nightmare Poem
by Qasim A.

I'm walking through the alley
thinking what was that song last
night. I hear it again. I walk
through the alley I run
through the alley. Then I
see Frankenstein he was the
one singing.