Wick Students
Carrie George
Current Graduate Fellow. She is in her first year of the NEOMFA program.
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. He is in his first year of the NEOMFA program.
His favorite poem is Some Tomorrow by Sun Ra.
Dorisha Hendrix
Junior English major with a creative writing minor
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 political science and creative writing minors
Her favorite poem is Holdfast by Robin Beth Schaer
"We should hold each other more while we are still alive, even if it hurts."
Emily Radebaugh
Sophomore American Sign Language/English interpreting major
Lemon Drop Lovers by Emily Radebaugh
We wear sundresses
Mine in yellow, hers in Pink
Long and flowy
Like the clouds in the sky
When she looks at me
I see her eyes light up
Like the Fourth of July
I can feel the fireworks
In my chest, and
We hear the wind
Whistle a magic tune
The Earth sings to us
Caitie Young
Junior English major and creative writing minor.
Soap Suds by Catie 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.
Her favorite poem is The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams.
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
Sadie Schlegel
Junior English major and creative writing minor.
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.