Winners of the WITS Poetry Contest!
Congratulations to the winner and finalists of the WITS Poetry Contest in the “Origins” category! We had many wonderful submissions from WITS students of all ages. 11th grader Maga Barzallo Sockemtickem won the contest with her poem “Where I’m From”. Maga will read her poem to the audience at the Julie Otsuka lecture at Benaroya Hall this evening. Moneka LaFrombois, Faith Mulugeta, Ruby Strickland and Angie Flores were finalists. You can read the winning and finalist poems below.
Stay tuned for the announcement of the winners in the “Future” category, coming soon!
Maga Barzallo Sockemtickem
Seattle Children’s Hospital
Grade 11Where I’m From I am from the beat of drums, and songs to be sung, beautiful rain, sparkling down I am from laughter, movies, a drip of water leaping high against The slaughter. I come from cracked concrete, rose petals falling into the deep. I am from nights of weeping, tears of joy. I am from sighs of relief and disappointed moans. I’ve seen the world, it’s in my grasp. I come from needles and blood. I come from shortcuts, gangsters and thugs. I come from words and music, so sorely missed. Least of all, I am cancerous. Tree climber, jump roper, skydiving, playing poker, feel my feet against my land, holding the soil in my hand. I’m from raised voices and hard fights, I am from those red & blue lights. Broken glass, keys on the floor. A lit TV dinner, too early at 4. I am from white sheets, white pillows, white blankets and white rooms. Rooms with a window, a window through. I am from denial, acceptance, and anger too. I won’t back down from you. I am from stubbornness and spitfire. I am from refuse to give up. I am not just cancerous. You see all this All things are true I have my native blood My life is not written in stone It’s written in the sky, the breeze, water and fire, the morning There’s nothing you can take from me as long as Earth is alive.
West Seattle High School
Grade 9Origins Midnight cheese cake, Falling off bikes and ATVs, Scraped knees, Walking a mile with grandpa everyday Just to pick up the mail, Cherry smoothies daily, Waking up to smell of baking cookies and acrylic paints, Growing older, Moving into the city, Learning manners, Biting my principal, Being told my name was wrong, I still hold a grudge against that girl, Going on to middle school was a mess, It was easy to disappear, I met a girl, She was into fighting, I got suspended for the first time, For two things, vandalism and hitting a boy At first I thought the girl had changed me, but then I started thinking Maybe that was me, and I had always been like that, Going to a different school then the girl, I haven’t gotten into a fight yet this year. Maybe going our separate ways was a good idea, But I miss the way I felt with her, I never had to be in control.
BF Day Elementary
4th GradeWhere I’m From I am from coffee, raw meat and spicy bread. From tropical weather and gelati and candy. I am from soccer and running. From church and celebrating Easter one week late. I am from swimming, love of laundry detergent and yummy shoes. I am from the army, Miranda, Coca Cola. From injera. I am from curly hair and braids. This is where I’m from.
BF Day Elementary
5th GradeI am from the rain – deep, and cold – but comforting I am from the cello my father loves to play. I am from the sun shining bright behind me. From the snow that fell when I was born I am from the scent of the lotion my mom always wears I am from the mac and cheese my little sister loves to eat I am from the trees – their long, welcoming limbs holding on to me I am from the key shaped doorbell on the front of my house I am from my favorite stuffed animal from when I was 1. The one that I thought was a pig – but is just a bear. I am from the rain. I am from the trees. I am from the people living inside of me.
Seattle Children’s HospitalMy Real Name Today my name is Hot Chocolate with Whipped Cream and Chocolate Shavings on a Winter’s Day because I feel like it will be a good day. Yesterday my name was Yellow Maple Leaf in the Wind because I was lying on the couch watching T.V. Tomorrow my name will be a Busy Bumble Bee in the Spring because I will be going to many places like the grocery store and my aunt’s house. My friends think my name is Silly Monkey because I am full of life and spunky. My family thinks my name is Bullet-Proof Glass because of what I have to go through in the hospital. My doctors think my name is Smiley because every time I see them, I always have a smile on. But secretly I know my name is like animals in their natural habitat because I can do and be anything I want to be.