Poems From A Creative Writing Workshop

Poems written by students at the workshop: “Creative Writing in a Modern Language” Symposium of the European Network of Creative Writing Programmes, Josef Skorecky Literary Academy, Prague, Czech Republic, 23 – 24 April 2008 I remember (Lotta Dufva, Venla Saalo, Ondřej Lasák) the first time I went abroad – the cockroaches were huge when I learned to ride a bike only sad and negative things when I learned how to play the guitar that I never learned how to play the guitar how I rode a bike without hands and fell down and had an injury how I couldn’t remember anything because of an injury on the head that I wanted to be a football player but I was allergic to grass I remember a turtle in the grass only sad and negative things? I remember (Jana Beránková, Lucia Paprčková, Helena Štichová) Night when I was born I’m closed in my mother’s eyes, struck in the vagina time-scrapers polka-singing strawberries blown out candles from my first birthday blown out life bad teeth from the candies because I’ve eaten too much of them in my life I’ll be blown out like a candle so soon I remember (Marek Král, Kristýna Mališová) I remember soap opera where Jr. drinks a whisky. I remember one school trip when fire was quite risky. I remember black dog who ate a white teacher in the night. I remember Knight of Temple with strange DNA sample. And that’s all I remember, my memory of December. I remember (Jana Freislebenová, Jan Härting, Jan Herc)

I remember when I was born I was one day in whole world’s Lord. I remember my mum’s breasts I sucked them and I grew fast. I remember my 1st school day I cried and I again want to play. I remember my first kiss I was five and she was six. I remember my last one and death came fast, oh such a fun! Pink (Lotta Dufva, Venla Saalo, Ondřej Lasák) pink pigs exist only in movies, in real life they’re DIRTY marshmallows can make you sick – pink puke! cotton candy and the puke is even more pink! pink clouds in the red morning sky pink glasses that we have to take off lipstick that my grandma wore raw meat that used to be movie star Babe the pig children’s clothes for girls who want to be princesses flowers are always pink in a fairytale Disney land roses tulips princesses Red (Jana Beránková, Lucia Paprčková, Helena Štichová) Red hair rivering in the strawberry river hot blood bloody Jane – fighting with you in the bull’s arena – spitted cherries hammer and sickle hanging over the horns of raged bulls and Rudolf the red-nose reindeer drinking vodka trembling in rage I remember (Marek Král, Kristýna Mališová) Strawberries are dead, blood is pouring of the head, blood is spilling on the floor like the flowers in the fall. Tomatoes smashed against the wall, lively heart beats no more!