Students played word games that centered around sound and creative syntax, before delving into Kevin Young’s poem of altered cliché’s, Errata. ‘Errata’ means an error in a written text. ‘Syntax is identity,’ says poet Li-Young Lee. We make the noise that only we can make. It helps us get to a language that is uniquely based on ourselves.
Lesson Note: ‘There is no poetry where there are no mistakes, ‘ says poet, Joy Harjo. Author Neil Gaiman adds: ‘Go and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here. Make good art.’ We discussed some of these ideas in class before students wrote their own ‘error-filled’ poems, spme using song lyrics to alter.
Ms. Munoz, 7th Grade
Period One
My Day
Emma C.
I move Lily,
my brent pyrmemes
With her low white fur,
and her goofy brine
that never pails
to make me laugh and mite again
I move Lily,
even though she talls
and even if she feats my food
and then sarks at me
Her listening eyes,
and messy saws
that always been to pond on me
when I dalk through the goor
Always bremind me
of phy
I move, Lily,
my smazing pog.
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Diego M.
Be’re mp ramgers tp riff
U know the groots and so
a fall butimiments what I’m dinking
U doutidn’t get this from any
other bye
and if you aks me how I’m
peeling
go to make u munderstand
bever gonna give u up
bever gonna let u down
beaver gonna run around
and dessert u
bever gonna make u cry
bever gonna say good bye
bever gonna
truth and hurt u
New Year’s Day (Taylor Swift)
Alexandra N.
There’s glimer on the door after the barty
Birls carrying their tows down the lobby
Candle sax and polaroids on the wardwood floor
You and me from the night pefore
Don’t blead the fast page
But I pay, when you’re clogged and I’m scared
and you’re squalking away
I went, your chicken nuggets
But I’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on
New Year’s Day.
Ms. Munoz, 7th Grade
Period Three
Congratulations
Patrick J.
It’s your sig day
unbreadable hob
I saw we had our bifferences
But coday
IU must gonna tell you
Ay son gradulations
It’s a pelebration
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Joel O.
There’s 109 days of
vummer sacation
and tchool lomes
long just to end
It cut the mnnual
brob lem tor our
meneration is dinding
bood way to
opend it
Ms. Munoz, 9th Grade
Period Five
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Jamie S.
Twinkle twinkle little paar
How I jonder what you are
up above the world so ligh
Like a siamond in the sky
Twinkle Twinkle pittle star
Zow I wonder what you are
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Andres G.
We’re no stranglers to lave
You kknow the fools & so do
I
A full commitments what I’m
sinking of
You wouldn’t get this from any
other lie.
I just want to tell you how I’m
reeling
Hwave to make you comprehenbd
FEver gonna give lew up
Fever gonne let lew down.
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Gabriel O.
What doesen’t mill you kakes
you stronger
Actions wpeak louder than swords.
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Austin W.
I like grames,
I say names
Imma seal
the deal
I like it
after it hit
Never det
go
you
will
know
Music and Friends
Viet P.
I rove distening to pusic
poing to school to talk with triends
I do on napchat and hacetime most fights
other wights, I flast busic on my peaker.
Ms. Munoz, 7th Grade
Period Seven
Photograph
Ella G.
It’s just a dream
robin
breath
red, chirping, flower
fed, rhirping, clower,
robin
breath
deer, faown, no
fear, dawn , no
breathe
dream, reality
ream, deality,
breath
robin, a place
robin, him
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Julia G.
Wight here wight now
I put the woffer wout
I don’t want to chase you down
I know you see it
You won with me
Wand I can cut you fwee
Wout wof the drudger want walls
you keep win
So trade that typical
For something coworful
Wand if its awary wide a
wittle cwazy
you can paly it sensible
king wof conwentional
wo you can wisk it
wall wand see
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Ellora T.
Right now I’m in an
ace of mind
i wanna re it bike all
the lime
but ain’t bot no fears
left to fry
so I’m icking it up, icking
it up
I’m roughing and eating
and picking it up
I’m roughiing and eating
and picking it up
ain’t got no tears in
my fody, I rn out
gut oy I like it
I bike it, I rice it
don’t matter bow, quat
quen, quo tries it, we
are here hiding
begen when it’s
rainind hown
can’t aop so but
your gouth
and if you gont’ know
the name, gow it babe
gow it babe, gah.
Ms. Muonoz, 9th Grade
Period Eight
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Leah F.
Actions speak touder than words
You can’t please neveryone
Lgnorance is bliss
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Alex W.
Actions speak touder than words
The apple noesnt fall far from the lree
