Volume 2: Joy
JOY: Spring 2022
Sixty-three young poets, four educator-artists, and Naomi Shihab Nye — our featured adult poet — reflect on joy in the midst of struggles and sorrows.
Thank you to our donors for this issue.
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cover image: Shristi Nigam
All I see / All I hear / All I smell / Is the plate in front of me
I was nervous and sweating cutting the umbilical cord.
Some families are struggling and / I wish the best for them
your love is like a painting, / because i cant describe it.
I smile at hearing him shriek from behind me, the droplets coming close to his dress shoes.
saying i love you is overused, / try telling me you want to raise a goose.
Click of a switch / The room / Lights up
But what surprised me most was the heaviness of the keys falling, the ringing that reverberated in my chest
I don't care what haters think. / I will be myself
And I knew them from zoom / While I make all my rainbow looms.
You're my peanut butter to my jelly, / We’re Best friends no lie.
Half the sky is raining, / half the sky is bright.
Spinning a big web/ With its white and sticky silk
When I skateboard, I feel free like a bird flying through the air.
We have that shine speck together alone.
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