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Modem Riddles from Old English Advertise Literary Magazine
Below are some examples of
creative writing exercises from
an English 12 class. They are
offered for those of you who
admire puzzles (and perhaps,
those of you who enjoy peotry as
wdl). But more important, they
are advertisements for an tq>-
coming edition of a literary
magazine for the entire school.
Funded by a grant from the
North Carolina Arts Council, the
magazine will be supervised by
the academic department’s
English department. Information
concerning the nature of the
offerings and rules for
submission of manuscripts will
be forwarded in early January.
Meanwhile, students are en
In constantly varying voices I speak.
With whispering words, through the willows I wind.
When travelling throu^ woodlands, my voice it tickles
The tips of tall trees in overgrown forests..
My brother, the ocean, invites me to race him.
With the rocking of waves across the waters I chase him.
Bear me birds on my back, my seagull friends soaring
Fleetingly flying over oceans I bear them.
They, in fl^g, are knowing a freedom unfailing
Throu^ this gift which I give them, of flight.
couraged to write short stories,
poems, essays and plays.
Representative work from the
many areas and levels of ^e
sdiool will be sought out, in-
duding junior high work and
foreign language work. And yes,
I’m the way for some, yet death for other.
I’m stiff and hard, yet swiftly I glide.
Which is my home I cannot decide-
The air or the land for I live in both.
Created was I, not bom or hatched.
I vary in size and shape and form.
I stop every few hours to quinch my thirst.
And my food these days is quite expensive
Mudi time have I saved for those in a rush
By putting my power to use in flight.
An ebony-etemity, revolving sound.
This journal- history of phrase and spoken voice.
Inject a needle - from, not into an arm.
And listners rejoice.
This heard4ieroin, immortal concert.
Doth dazzle daydreamer, dillitante alike-
Yet car-cassettes may extinct my friend-
Will Columbia go on strike?
For those who see me, I am lighter than air.
As dancing damsels defy the earth’s force.
But look a bit closer, beneath my firm casing.
And pain and tears shall take thee aback.
No feet have you seen so tom to the bom.
Nor maidens so moumful, t’will break thy heart.
The suffering seems senseless, one would say without pause,
Until one recalls the grace I create.
Although all the tears shall never desist,
My beauty on stage is hard to resist.
Basking in the sun she lies,
Slim and supple curving form.
Appendage twitching, nerves alert
Waiting for the slightest move
Of imagined enemies.
Weapons under velvet sheathes
Sharp and slashing if there’s need.
Danger passes, tensions leave.
Rising, arching, graceful moves
Parades proudly, poses purring.
Aloof and merely tolerating.
Loved but never really owned.
Answers in jumbled order (you
match them as well as poets).
(ANSWERS IN JUMBLED
ORDER AS WELL AS PICKLE
POETS: CAT, AIRPLANE,
RECORD, WIND, POINTED
SHOE; ADAM MILLER, KEN
COLUMBIA, SUSAN ENSCORE,
JANIN JAMES - YOU MATCH
A Journal Summary:
Senior Reminisces on 1973 European Experiences
On July 19, 1973, the North
Carolina School of the Arts In
ternational Music Session Or-
diestra. Vocal department and
summer administrators left from
Dulles Airport on a trip bound for
Siena, Italy. The orchestra had
already spent five weeks at the
Arts School in order to prepare
the concerts which were to be
given abroad and they had
already presented five per
formances. When the time finally
came for those 7 who were a part
of the intemational session to
leave, we were placed on buses in
the main parking lot of N.C.S.A.
and taken to Washington D.C. We
boarded a Sebena plane after we
were issued our passports and
had our luggage checked. For
me, the occasion was a little sad
because I was leaving my friends
behind. Yet, I looked forward to
arriving in Siena since I had
visited it two years before.
' At age 15,1 participated in the
International Session as 1st
hanxst in a harp ensemble of
four. Now I was participating
under the title of principle harpist
of the N.C.S.A. Orchestra. I look
upon the position as a privilege
and an honor. Therefore, I did my
best to honor those who helped
me adiieve such a position by
playing my best at each per
formance and rehearsal.
After our arrival in Siena, the
orchestra did not rehearse for a
day in the hope that everyone
could get settled and rested.
Ifowever, rehearsals and per
formances of both the orchestra
and the vocalists began im
mediately afterwards. While in
Italy, the orchestra performed in
Siena, Rome, Florence, Perugia
and Assisi. In Switzerland the
orchestra performed in Siena and
not only did the orchestra per
form but the vocalists performed
in some of the cities which were
part of the tour as well as giving
outside performances. I attended
several vocal performances and
found myself truly inspired.
Since I had been to Italy before,
I did not do much touring , but
what I was permitted to see again
I found myself reliving. Three
things which I consider to be a
wonder are the Compos of Siena,
Saint Peters Basilica of Rome, in
which Michealangelo’s Pieta
resides, and the Duamo of
Florence. To be permitted to
b^old these works of arts is a
special privilege. I shall never
tire of their beauty.
Living in a completely different
culture from that of my
forefathers was an exciting
experience. There were times
when I thought I would like to live
forever in Europe but eventually,
the need to go back home became
too demanding. I wanted
America and home. Yet, as I
write and reminisce, I think to
myself, “Wouldn’t it be won-
do-ful if only I could go back
H.S. Senior, Music