Poetry, exhibits, snacks. Come hear Muslim Girls Making Change, Shasparay and other young people share their poetry and stories at Our City/Our Voices, an event at Burlington City Hall Park beginning at 5:30 p.m. on Thursday July 27.
Come give these young people support -- everyone loves an audience. Cool exhibits, snacks and visual art. FREE.
If it rains, it will be in Contois Auditorium in City Hall.
Are you into performance poetry? Want to work with one of the best slam poets in the country? Don't miss this free workshop with Shasparay!
Spectrum's Multicultural Youth Program and Young Writers Project are pleased to invite you to an afternoon with Shasparay, an award-winning slam poet from Forth Worth, Texas, who will provide you a workshop experience you will not forget. Engaging, challenging and extremely talented, Shasparay will help you reach higher!
WHEN: Tuesday, July 25 from 2-4 p.m. WHERE: 191 North St., Burlington, VT in the conference room. (Ring the buzzer.) WHAT: Creating powerful performance poetry. WHAT ELSE: PIZZA! COST: FREE
I know I was supposed to write a poem yesterday I know because I remember pushing myself into the cage that forms between the desk & the chair and arming myself against the page with a single ballpoint pen.
But instead of writing, I pulled a sun-ripened peach from the brown paper bag that my mother had sent me in the mail & I walked barefoot around my room, juice dripping down my wrist, the first taste of peach I had this year.
So I hope that you'll forgive me when I tell you that all I have to read is this page, blank except for the stains of peach juice.
Some YWP friends, mentors and coaches will be performing tonight at a FREE and open slam at Arts Riot in Burlington. 6-8 p.m. MGMC (Muslim Girls Making Change), Reuben Jackson, Rajnii Eddins... Any of you interested? Be there!
The 2017 Vermont Young Playwrights Festival is no history but it was a fantastic, fun, inspiring, emotional two days with the best plays by Vermont middle and high school students presented on stage. The Festival is the culmination of a yearlong series of school visits -- and this year a YWP Academy online workshop -- by professional actors, directors and/or playwrights. The project is led by Vermont Stage Company in partnership with Flynn Center for the Performing Arts and Young Writers Project.
Below are links to most of the live stream (Flynn Center lost Internet service for much of the first session of high school cold readings).
YWP recorded all the plays and will post, in the coming week, text, audio, video and live texted comments (where available) for each of the highlighted plays. We will announce here when they are ready and all will be sortable via #vyp2017.
ABOVE: Second session of High School staged readings: 7) Control Freak by Olivia Heath; 8) Take Off by Jesse Ruigomez; 9) Jackson by Maisie Newbury; 10) An Academic Burial by Rachel Fickes; 11) Dancing with the Dead by Noah Bessette
Welcome to Friday, the second day of the Vermont Young Playwrights Festival. Today features the best high school plays!
YWP, in partnership with Vermont Stage Company and Flynn Center for Performing Arts creates this playwrighting opportunity and clebration every year. During the festival, cold readings -- professional actors and youth actors provide dramatic readings of plays -- in the morning with audience reaction and discussion and Staged Readings -- rehearsed and directed peresentations -- in the afternoon. Action begins around 9:45; breaks for lunch and resumes in the afternoon until 4 p.m.
At 3 p.m. Friday, respectively, watch and give support to YWP community member Maisie who created her play right here in a YWP Academy workshop! (DELLA had her play staged yesterday!)
The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself. -- Albert Camus
TWO UPCOMING VERMONT EVENTS for which we'd love some volunteer presenters:
7 p.m. April 21, Unitarian Church, Montpelier: "Writers Resist" sponsored by RADVT.ORG and WRITERSRESIST.ORG. Contact GGASAP and send a link to a piece you're thinking about presenting. (I'll help with the edit.) This is not a YWP event. Transportation available.
7 p.m. May 5, Burlington City Arts, Burlington: Sound Check! The FINAL chapter of this year's collaboration between Burlington City Arts and Young Writers Project, looking for applicants to present your best work to a small but supportive (and raucous) audience. CLICK HERE FOR INFO AND TO SIGN UP
Requirements: Passion, strong words and a point.
Subject area: Resistance. Objection to some of the things happening in our schools, community, government, culture and/or world right now.
Eligibility: YWP keeps its spaces open to ALL youths regardless of belief system. Be not afraid of what you believe. You will be respected.
I love soup. I really, love soup. I love all the things that can go in soup. Onions, potatoes, noodles, meat. I don’t really like tomatoes in it though, or mushrooms, But those are small complaints really. Soup is precious, graciously given to you by your mother, It really should not be taken for granted. Don’t let tomatoes or mushrooms ruin your soup Or more sever ingredients, to be realistic. In a world where kids and adults alike Focus on those ingredients, Instead look at the broader picture, recognizing the good in it. Soup is warm and inviting, eat it quickly and don’t let it cool. But don’t eat it too quickly though, you don’t want to look back and See all that wasted soup that you consumed, and did not taste.
I love soup.
You know what else I love though? Metaphors. Believe it or not this isn’t A piece about a high schooler and his Random obsession over a bowl of soup. It’s about life. Although, literal soup is pretty hard to pass up. Now before you reel back your minds Like old VCR tapes, Trying to convince yourselves that There is no possible way that Any of what I just said could be connected to our lives as humans, I shall repeat myself, But in a more, literal, way.
I love life. I really, love life. I love all the things that are in my life.
I woke up in the morning, I was searching for my phone dying to see what had happened after I went to sleep. But before I got to my phone my little sister came back into my room, she said “Mershon Donald Trump is our president”, the look on her face killed me inside, like someone was slowly drilling a hole through my stomach from the inside, her face was a mix of pity, sadness, confusion, and fear. My little sister being a kid of color was in danger. I went to go talk to my mom, and when I walked into her room I could see the look of sadness on her face, the light of her phone shining on her face made it so I could see the single tear slowly trickling down her face, like America, just slowly trickling down. That one tear turned into many then almost as if I had caught the disease she had, I started to cry too. My other little sister who is two was very confused, and I think I liked it better like that. My whole family was shocked, in fact I think the whole US was shocked. Who in their right minds voted for Donald Trump, all that hate I had for him came out in words, like “How..?”, and “This isn't real”. Anyone who voted for Donald Trump that was a women, why? Why on earth would you do that? After all the sexist things he said?. Donald Trump is a pig and now, you know what? He is our president. Why? I honestly don't know, but we chose him so we have to deal with it.