Wick Students


Carrie George

Graduate Fellow and First year NEOMFA studentCarrie George

Her favorite poem is "Moving North" by Ann Deacon.

"We are heading

both of us north. The cold, I hear,

is shriveling, the cold bites back. 

Even in this lush midway state I feel

a touch of gangrene on my hither leg,

some deadlier hermit fiddling in my brain."

Isaiah Hunt

Graduate Outreach Assistant and First Year NEOMFA student
Isaiah Hunt

His favorite poem is "Some Tomorrow" by Sun Ra. 




Dorisha Hendrix

Junior English major with a creative writing minor
Dorisha Hendrix

"Without a Sound" by Dorisha Hendrix


In your arms I slept 

Tucked away between the fabrics of our love

Rested on cotton sheets

And since I can't forget 


In that moment I was whole

In that moment were only us 

Silenced in bliss

Tucked away between my lips

How much I've longed for this 


Out in the universe we fell at rest

Stardust filling my soul with your galaxy

Rain falling upon the window sill

In your arms I am healed

Regan Schell

Senior English major with minors in political science and creative writing 

Regan Schell

Her favorite poem is "Holdfast" by Robin Beth Schaer


"We should hold each other more while we are still alive, even if it hurts."


Caitie Young

Junior English major and creative writing minor
Catie Young

"Soap Suds" by Caitie Young


Soap and suds;

just washing the dishes,

counting down the hours,

and making wishes.


A few more shifts

of empty achievement,

of wiping the windows,

and nods in agreement.


Smudges on plates,

and food that goes to waste;

a ship sinks in my gut

and bittersweet tastes


Like soap suds,

and washing the dishes;

she said “don’t count the hours,

but keep making wishes.”


So I’ll keep making wishes.

Rebecca Cybulski 

Junior Integrated Language Arts major
Rebecca Cybulski

Her favorite poem is "The Red Wheelbarrow" by William Carlos Williams.


"so much depends


a red wheel


glazed with rain


beside the white


Sadie Schlegel 

Junior English major and creative writing minor
Sadie Schlegel

"Title It Poetry" by Sadie Schlegel 


It starts with a simple idea,

Drawn out lightly in pencil,

Then covered in broad strokes

Of basic color,

Boldly confident.


It may look rough

With harsh edges

And mistakes,

But it’s loved.


With gentle care

And a thin tipped brush

Pressed into the canvas,

Details begin to create refined life.


Colors are carefully selected,

Each adding to the texture,

Portraying the intended emotion

As it falls further and further away

From the first image in my head.


Layer upon layer of acrylic,

Paint caked under my nails,

Bristles askew,

I’m finally satisfied with my painting


But before it’s done,

I title it Poetry.

Mack Shaffer

Freshman English Major
Mack Shaffer

Her favorite poems are “Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota” by James Wright, “Relax” by Ellen Bass, or Shakespeare’s “Sonnet 60.”








Nisreen Yamany

Doctoral candidate for English Literature 
Nisreen Yamany

One of her favorite poems is "A word is dead" by Emily Dickinson.

"A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day."








Terra Kincy

Junior Engineering Technology major
Terra Kincy

Her favorite poem is "He Remembers Forgotten Beauty," by William Butler Yeats.

"But flame on flame, and deep on deep,
Throne over throne where in half sleep,
Their swords upon their iron knees,
Brood her high lonely mysteries."



Emma Nowosielski
Emma Nowosielski

Freshman English major with a concentration in professional writing

Her favorite volume of poetry is The Nectar of Pain by Najwa Zebian.








Hailey Knisley
Hailey Knisely

Senior Digital Media Production major

Her favorite poem is "Substance" by Christine Gosnay.


Night sky comes through the pines,

water and milk through a cheesecloth.


We are too shy of bears and comets to stand out in dark

and the French door sprint graham crackers of moonlight on the



Watch the middle night widen into itself– out there,

only threads of light old enough to hurt us

play on our skin. Watch the middle night


widen into itself. The mind likes to see

the broadening of what was slim.


And your hands were a circlet around my waist

and you said to me, here I am. And you said to me,

while I am lost, stay away from the sea.


Rachel Lamorgese
Rachel Lamorgese

Senior Educational Studies Major with minors in English and Communication

One of her favorite poems is "Bad Weather" by Marie Howe.




Kayla Mae Meyer

Freshman Architecture Major
Kayla Mae Meyer

Her favorite poem is "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas.