Women Locked in My Joints

This is a poem I wrote in the Bay Area Writing Project’s (BAWP) first day for the 2016 Institute.  The lines that are in quotes are “borrowed” lines from another poem, the name of which escapes me.  If you don’t know what the writing project is, it is teachers teaching other teachers best practices in writing.  The heart of the project is LOTS of writing. If we aren’t writers ourselves, how can we teach our students to be writers?  This poem was after a teaching demo about spoken word poetry, which is very powerful.  Lots of examples on YouTube.

 

Women Locked in My Joints

 

“There are women locked in my joints”

mothers

daughters

past and present

lost and found

“there are women locked in my joints”

silent

voiceless

locked in a keyless jail cell

serving time, serving meals, serving everyone

but themselves.

“there are women locked in my joints”

running, out of breath – waiting for someone

to see

to hear

to notice

so much to say

so much to say

so much to say

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