This week in Poetry.

What I love most about poetry class is that every week we learn about new poets every week! The more and more that we learn about poetry, I learn how unique each and every one of the poets are. I notice that everyone is unique in their own way, by the way they feel, think, and express themselves. Noboby is the same and even though Whitman and Sandbrug can be compared to each other, they are still both different in how they express their poetry. I've learned that poetry is not always about rhyming, as a matter of fact, the most amazing poems I've read had no link to rhyming. It is very interesting how I once perceived poetry, and now, I see it in a completely different way. I've also learned that you cannot express what you are writing, unless you have been through the specific situation you are writing about. You cannot see the beauty behind marriage unless you are in a happy relationship or your parents have had a great relationship. You cannot write about being in a Ball Turret six miles in the air, shotting and being shot at unless you were in a situation like that. What I loved most about this week was our poem about "My Place at Sem". I've never really thought of the great memories I've had at Sem. This poem opened me up to realize what I had around me and how much some of the expriences I've had affected me in a positive way. This class is very important to me because it takes me away from the stress and the pressure of the rest of the day and it gives myself time to think about my life and to read amazing poems.