Words Are Winds

The world is not an intelligent place. Though it may be filled with havens of knowledge, oases of wisdom, and back-alleys of common sense, none of these are permanent enough to be written on a map. And yet, I implore you to be not dismayed. Words are winds, able to travel great distances without tiring, able to enter inaccessible hovels of secret hearts on the backs of whispers, capable of surviving well beyond the hands that wrote them, the lips that spoke them. They build magnificent cathedrals stone by stone, sentence by sentence, decorated with all the pretty punctuation, tapestries of patchwork metaphors coloring the walls, grand gardens blooming with inimitable opening lines and glorious fountains of sculpted dialogues. Villains perched on ledges, with hideous faces and monstrous features, all hidden beneath the lights of the cities yet to be created. There are a thousand cosmos to bring forth. Words are winds.

There are two months until the end of the school year. Boom! Mind blown.

National Poetry Slam!!!

The plans are being finalized. The poems are ready for recital. The kids are jazzed. The 6th Annual Poetry Slam is just about here. Congratulations to the LA Scores participants Preston Anchang of Palms Elementary and Cynthia Flores of Braddock Elementary. They will be headed to New York City and will join many great artists of present and past when they perform their poems at the world famous Apollo Theater. We, at LA Scores, have no doubts that they will have a wonderful time. And we are ever proud of all of out students.