Thursday, November 20, 2008

Welcome, Hannah Peshek!

Students Publish Here welcomes another new writer, Hannah Peshek, in grade 5. Reflecting on how a young Indian girl might have felt about White Europeans, having never seen one, Hannah has written the following poem about that first encounter.


First Encounter
Hannah Peshek

Sleek black hair shines
and bright feathers flutter.
Dark brown eyes dart back and forth,
suddenly transfixed
by this first encounter.

Muffled feet, agile legs,
creep along the meadow.
Slim bodies sink low as
mysterious newcomers draw closer,
with blonde hair bouncing, blue eyes surveying.

Pressing closer to the ground,
searching their minds,
for stories of strange pale people,
the Indians struggle with fear…
What tribe could this be?

11 comments:

Doug said...

What a wonderful poem. It is amazing how Hannah has "captured" thoughts and feelings with her words! This young lady really has some talent!

FYI - I believe her last name is spelled "Peshek" not "pesKek".

Anonymous said...

From Nana & Papa
Hannah your wonderful use of words to describe a scene that really comes alive. We can picture just how all the characters must have appeared. We are so proud of you. Keep up the great work.
Love & Hugs

Sarah Cline said...

Yo Hannah! I love your poem! It really is awesome! I hope you never stop writing!

Your Friend,
Sarah

Grandma and Grandpa said...

Hannah:

It’s a wonderful poem. You painted a clear picture with your words. We could visualize the characters and sense the curiosity, but trepidation, of the watcher as this new being entered its world.

Great job!!

Love you,
Grandma and Grandpa.

Alice C. Linsley said...

Sarah, I congratulate you on this poem. It is well crafted.

I encourage you to send me more of your best work. Once you have at least 2 pieces published here, you will have your own listing in the INDEX.

poetreader said...

WOW!
This is a powerful little piece and a surpriisingly mature poem. How does a fifth grader learn to see so well through someone else's eyes? That's something that is usually learned through decades of living.

Your use of words and their sounds is wonderful. I've been reading this piece aloud to myself, and it just trips off my tongue. It's wonderfully fun to read, and the imagery brings the content to life. I'm going to print it out so I can share it in one of the many poetry readings I attend

ed pacht

M. Cline said...

Hannah,

You are a wonderfully talented and articulate writer! Your mother printed a copy of your poem for me when we visited the other day...but I forgot to have you sign it!

I will have to rectify that so that someday I can prove..."I knew Hannah when she first got her start as an author...."

Blessings and be well,

-Mrs. Cline

Aaron said...

Hannah,

Great job capturing the emotion and feelings of the Indian girl.

When you write, you make the reader feel what you are saying. It makes a stronger impression than telling them what to feel.

Keep it up.

Love,
Dad

Hopie said...

I am proud of you Hannah. Your imagination and craftsmanship are apparent in this poem. Keep up the good work, and the beautiful smile that come with in when you read your work in class.

Love, Mrs. R....

Beth Ann said...

Great job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Beth Ann said...

great poem Hannah!!!! I liked how you made me feel like I was there



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