Maycom was an old town
People moved slowly
The Cunninghams never took anything the can't pay back
They don't have much
The crash hit them hardest
We had company
I was spared the humiliation of facing them again
It was an honest mistake on her part
"Thank you darlings"
It was our habit
Summer was our best season
"Make us up one, Jem,"
Jem was silent
She loved everything that grew on god's earth, even the weeds
She made the best cakes in the neighborhood
Miss Maudie and I would sit silently on her porch, watching the sky go from yellow to pink as the sun went down
The best defense to her was spirited offense
Jem and I had considerable faith in Miss Maudie
She was our friend.
There was a lady in the moon in Maycom. She sat at a dresser combing her hair.
Matches were dangerous, but cards were fatal
he ran back out and kissed me swiftly
Someone had filled our knot-hole with cement
Deep in thought
I kept my distance
He stood there until nightfall, and I waited for him
Autumn turned to winter that year
"The world''s endin'-"
"No it's not," he said. "It's snowing."
"Baby get up."
We saw fire spewing from Miss Maudie's dinning room windows.
"It's gone aint it?'
"Who'se blanket is that?"
"You aren't thin-hided, it just makes you sick, doesn't it?"
The hell white people give colored folks, without even stopping to think that they're people too.
it'll take a few years for that to sink in
you all right now?
Don't fret Jem, things are never as bad as they seem.
He wasn't guilty in the first place and they said he was
doesn't make it right
The older you grow the more of it you'll see
I think I'm beginning to understand why Boo Radley's stayed shut up in the house all this time... it's because he wants to stay inside.
In this poem I tried to put quotes that depicted the Maycom comunity. Each stanza is a chapter.
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ReplyDeleteI absolutely love your poem! Most other people just talked about a certain character, but you stepped outside the box, and wrote about the whole community. Writing about one chapter per stanza was a good idea, and it's a great way to capture the entire novel in your poem. I also believe that every quote you chose worked in the poem, and made sense on a basic level, but also brought so much more meaning!