I trip, I fall, and then I pick myself back up again. This has become a daily routine for someone like me. There are days when the easiest thing to do is give up--plain and simple. But, as I tease with the idea, something always turns me, aligns me, back on track. No one said a journey was easy. No one said an ocean calm. After all, a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor
Poet's Byline: Sallie M. BryanFirst Line of Poem: They folded calm in your white hands
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Poet's Byline: Sallie M. BryanFirst Line of Poem: They folded calm in your white hands
This is the final version of the article. Available from Glossator via the link in this record
This poem metaphorically depicts how a person overcomes his fear and anxiety by inwardly and faithfu...
This poem describes the imposter syndrome I had to struggle through as a first-gen student. There ar...
Hope is out of our hands. One can hope immensely, but the simple act of hoping is rooted in a feelin...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. It\u27s your inconsistencies that ...
It was as we sat together at daybreak, on a lovely morning in June, that he told me this story... -...
This edition of First-Gen Voices features the stories and work of 24 first-generation college studen...
Poetry is often perceived as an unfamiliar form of expression. With misconceptions of poetry being a...
Writing is just something that happened to me, as it has for a great deal of people. I grew up in a ...
(Statement of Responsibility) by C. Taylor Rothenberg(Thesis) Thesis (B.A.) -- New College of Flor...
Written with the breathtaking beauty of the woods at night, 'Let It Ride' is a lyrical, witty celebr...
Annie Gremillion is a senior majoring in speech-language pathology at Louisiana Tech University. Sin...
A silent yearning for the sea lies deep within me. Sometimes it even seems that I can hear the surf ...
Poem submitted to The Space Between: Negotiating Culture, Place, and Identity in the Pacific; based ...
Poet's Byline: Sallie M. BryanFirst Line of Poem: They folded calm in your white hands
This is the final version of the article. Available from Glossator via the link in this record
This poem metaphorically depicts how a person overcomes his fear and anxiety by inwardly and faithfu...