In 2023, our students were privileged to take part in the International Poetry Exchange program. Aurora College was selected as one of two schools in Australia to be part of the program this year. IPEP is an initiative that has been led by US Ambassador to Australia, Caroline Kennedy, and the DreamYard project out of The Bronx, New York.
It has been a fantastic opportunity for our students to participate in monthly online poetry sharing sessions with students from Marble Hill International School in New York. Students participating in this project take part in poetry sharing sessions that also involve building connections with students from other countries through sharing their voice, personal identity, and culture.
Our most recent sharing session was held on the morning of Wednesday 22 November (Tuesday evening New York time) via Zoom. Our students contributed some amazing original poetry and brought great enthusiasm and humour to the session. Below is one of the poems from Year 10 student, Luella Robinson, which beautifully encapsulates the unique experience of an Aurora student, whilst also contemplating the life experiences of students from the other side of the world.
Poem by Luella Robinson
One thing finishes, another starts.
Someone gets fired the same day someone gets hired
Someone loses when someone else wins
Our days are yet to begin while you're still finishing up yesterday
How were your summer nights?
Already over, but ours are just arriving
Who’s ahead and Who’s behind?
Who’s right and who’s wrong
I hope you have a nice morning tea while I’m asleep at 3am
And tomorrow night when you're all asleep I'll be finishing up work after school
Isn’t it odd to remember how far away we all are
Yet close at the same time
Isn’t it weird that I'm nearly finished year 10,
Yet some of you are just starting it
How we’re in a meeting right now yet it’s a different day.
I’m seeing people in a place and a country I'll probably never be in
So connected but so separated
These connections both make us feel closer but also mourn the distance
The silence after ending a phone call
The quietness when I finish a class with no-one in my room.
The overwhelming joy of connection
Pulled away so forcefully as soon as it’s time to go
I love and I hate it.
So many of my friends who have shaped me into a much better person
Leave me with that empty feeling once we finish that call
All of those people I'll never see again.
But I spent so many hours with them,
And I wouldn’t be the same
I want nothing more than for others to experience these connections
But not all the same
A piece of my heart and my voice, carried to places so far away.
Through a camera with horrific school lighting
And a computer that hates me
In a little school in a bad place,
How do i know so many faces
And so many people
I could go anywhere in the state and be able to meet someone for a coffee,
Just like how I am here sharing poetry with people from the other side of the world.
And people from my own country,
Them from a school in sydney I had never heard of
I probably won't ever go there either,
But i hope you all value the connections we have
Being thankful for the loneliness that ensues.