“Poetry is not only dream and vision; it is the skeleton architecture of our lives. It lays the foundations for a future of change, a bridge across our fears of

what has never been before.”


Audre Lorde



Dance Moment


By: Xielo Cora

Class of 2019 


She takes a deep breath

Only the rhythm 

is there

Arching her back slowly

As sweat drips through her dark hair

Gentle leaps and spins

Tears run down her face

Heart beats through her chest

The song, the only quiet place

Outside is full of noise

Love’s a stupid mess

Thoughts of scary change

Too lonely in her stress

All’s forgotten in her blue room

With the white ceiling fan

Only her body and the music

dancing in her underwear

She takes a deep breath

Her back against on the floor

The rhythm is gone

Sweaty thighs feel sore

Satisfied with her fix

No longer high off the melody


Numbness fades

She falls asleep,  

wiping tears, 


Marist High School's 

Poetry Project


"When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses."


John F. Kennedy 

Dance First, It's the Natural Order 

by: Catherine Gregory 

Today I had the worst day 

I failed a test,

I fought with my best friend,

I fell 


             A flight of stairs 

                                    in front of my c r u s h ! 


Dance first!

Think later! 


School finally ended.

I went to dance class.

The music filled my ears,

All of my stresses 




                                    my pointed toes 

Dance first!

Think later!


With every step 

of every genre 

of dance, 


Every bad thing that happened

Left my brain,

In that very moment in time


Dance first!

Think later!


It’s the natural order

“Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. It is the outlet for people to say in public what is known in private.”

Allen Ginsberg

Dreams do Come True

by : Linda Akele 


Dreams do Come true

But they will only come true

When you set a goal


Some may be little

Some may be grand

Some may be next to you

Some in a far away land


It all depends



You want to achieve it

You aim to the sky


Put your



heart into it,


In the end

everything will turn out alright


There is a cloud made for you

for your soul


Rising up

do what you want to do


Many things come with it too





fight through

never stop

never let go


 Life is too short

to sit and wait,


get up and work  

create what you want  


Never let someone steal



On William Blake's

"Infant Joy" and "Infant Sorrow"


By: Xielo Cora









“Infant Joy”                                                                          

I have no name 

I am but two days old.— 

What shall I call thee? 

I happy am 

Joy is my name,— 

Sweet joy befall thee! 


Pretty joy! 

Sweet joy but two days old, 

Sweet joy I call thee; 

Thou dost smile. 

I sing the while 

Sweet joy befall thee.                                                                     

 “Infant Sorrow” 

My mother groand! my father wept. 

Into the dangerous world I leapt: 

Helpless, naked, piping loud; 

Like a fiend hid in a cloud. 


Struggling in my fathers hands: 

Striving against my swaddling bands: 

Bound and weary I thought best 

To sulk upon my mothers breast.



“Infant Joy” is a poem that expresses the beauty of new life. This poem is the perfect representation of innocence. There is nothing more innocent than a new born child. The poem reveals the poet as a new born baby. The poet does not have a name until it is revealed later in the poem. The baby names himself Joy. This poem consists of two stanzas. It follows the rhyme scheme of ABCDDC.


“Infant Sorrow” expresses the vulnerability and pain of having a child. It shows the true, raw experience of bringing a child to the world. It expresses the pain of a mother, the weeping of the father, and the worry of the baby being brought into danger. This piece is also a 2 stanza poem. It follows the rhyme scheme of AABB. 


   The baby’s name, itself reflects Blake’s desires and his need to determine his own state of pleasure, instead of relying on a form of happiness through something or someone else. New life is an instant celebration. “Infant Sorrow” reflects a completely different point of view. It captures the epiphany of bringing a child into such a cruel world. It is expressed as an unfortunate event rather than a celebration. It describes the vulnerability of a baby. We are born exposed and frail.

              In conclusion, both poems express different points of view in the same scenario. It shows both the beauty and viciousness of a pure human experience. It can be seen as  rejoice for new life and new beginnings. Whereas others can view it as a dismal experience. To see an innocent human being brought into a world of blood, war, and fear. William Blake expresses both these ideas in the smallest amount of words. This makes his poetry powerful and moving.