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Passion & Politics


I spent hours last night listening to arguments for and against funding the school budget. This experience convinced me that I will never be part of politics. It's too hard. I wrote my "found poem" last night, from the words of the public and the supervisors...





 Forgive the napkins
Forgive the spelling
These are the words
Floating in the air
©2014 Michelle Haseltine
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  1. Kevin HodgsonApril 3, 2014 at 6:20 AM

    Sigh.
    Good poem.
    Sigh.
    Kevin

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  2. Mary LeeApril 3, 2014 at 6:24 AM

    Poetry
    can heal our hearts
    and change the world.

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  3. Carol VarsalonaApril 3, 2014 at 7:00 AM

    Words float from inside out
    to relieve tensions and
    point out inconsistencies.

    Great idea to find a poem at a budget meeting.

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  4. Margaret SimonApril 3, 2014 at 7:00 AM

    Bear with us, sad, sad, I'm sad...
    Where do we go from here?
    Let's just keep writing
    poetry.

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  5. Leigh Anne EckApril 3, 2014 at 7:48 PM

    Hey, J.K. Rowling started Harry Potter on a napkin! Maybe this is a sign of good things to come!

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  6. JulieanneApril 4, 2014 at 12:50 AM

    Inspired by teachers
    Like you
    To do because you believe
    Inspired by teachers
    Like you.

    The red adds so much to your message.

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