Exquisite Corpse 1

This evening I showed A. the gorgeous poem my 5th period class created collaboratively. He loved the idea of creating something piecemeal and shared, and jumped up to get a piece of paper and a pen to bring to the dinner table. Thus, we have our first family exquisite corpse poem:

Winsome winds carry my wish

My hope, my dream, my vision of us:

Happiness, truth, love and respect

Are the ideals of many fallen nations

S ! P ! Q ! R !

The kids explained that last line’s significance (they’re Percy Jackson aficionados, which means they knew it means the Senate and People of Rome). Lookee here: In a mere quintain, we’ve got assonance, alliteration, enjambment, and a volta at line four. And all while eating hunter’s stew and pumpkin spice cake!

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