Poet Adrian Rice, in a thick Irish brogue, paints a scene in the imaginations of the third-graders who sit before him in Walkertown.
“A blackbird lands in lush, green blades /Flirting its tail up and out/ Like a satin fan waved/In the high summer heat/ With the cock of the head/ From side to side / Its bill cuts a silent, yellow arc,” Rice quotes from an original poem.
A small group of 8- and 9-yearolds are spellbound, their notebooks open, pages scrawled across their desks. Several children shove their hands into the air to ask questions before clutching pencils to scratch out new poems — verses that say a great deal about their lives, their struggles, and their school.
Photo by: Troy Tuttle, Appalachian State University.