Celebrating Girls with Pens

This poem was written by a young girl participating in the amazing program WriteGirl. The annual poetry drive raising funds for WriteGirl is one of my favorite ways to spend money.

Here’s this years poem:

West to East

The sun is setting on the three corners of my youth:
Melrose and Burroughs and Venice.
These are the final 30 seconds
of the hip hop serenade
dancing in the palm trees.
One final night finishing a robot for competition
researching a heated debate
typing out analysis on poetry
or crying onto the final pages
of a Murakami novel.
I pack my bags for the next adventure
take one last look, sigh
and turn my back
on a city that I claim as a town.
I become a silhouette.

– By Miranda Rector, WriteGirl Mentee, Age 18


Welcome to the Northwest

If landscape is character, then Northwesterners are most like water. We are shaped by the voluptuous shores and salt tides of Puget Sound, the deep currents of the Columbia, Salmon, and Snake rivers. Northwesterners have always been water folk, shaped by this Sound and also by the sounds of rapid rivers and dousing rains. Our tales are syncopated with rhythms of tide and wind, cries of seagulls, ospreys, and eagles, the mystical breath of whales, and grieving argpeggios of foghorns. Northwesterners are held back from falling off the proverbial edge of the world by a Pacific coastline whose nurturing rain forests and rocky peninsulas face the sea like guardians.

From Singing to the Sound: Visions of Nature, Animals, & Spirit by Brenda Peterson.