Holli Hay ’27

by Holli Hay ’27 on November 12, 2023

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“The loss of these tastes [for poetry and music] is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature” 

• Charles Darwin 

A boy in my class recently passed away. We sat next to each other in English class last year. He had what I would call an innovative quilt pen 

(A really cool pen).

He was the definition of music and poetry coming together 

To create magic. 

His performances were 

Invigorating. 

Breathe in, breathe out. Feel the beat present all around you, but don’t be afraid to let it consume you. A walk to class or inside a busy store? All alone in a meadow or next to a waterfall? Every detail and line across your hands that moves and wrinkles as you dance the night away. 

The connection between an owner and their pet or the nostalgia of a nursery rhyme song? 

The cry of a distressed soul.

The tectonic plates are losing control. 

A spider lives in the corner of my room, it spins and spins its web. One day I looked at it, excited, but it was dead. Its spun web of art stays untouched. An intricate design on what was once a 

blank white wall. 

If you look around you and pay attention, you will realize: 

Performance, music, and poetry can be found anywhere. 

Last year, the kid who sat next to me in my English class with the innovative quilt pen performed at our school. 

Watching the recording now, many emotions emit. 

Most of all: the experience of his performance.

The poetry which sings its heart out

The sound of the keys 

The passion of the performer 

An unforgettable moment 

All things I aspire any of my work to be.