Sister Joyce SchladweilerMilwaukee, Wisconsin |
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Sister Joyce has been loving and teaching poetry ever since her first Elementary School assignment over half a century ago. She has taught all levels, from clinical Grade 2 to graduate level at Cardinal Stritch College. Presently she is retired, and volunteers for "self-deprived" slow readers. This is real therapy for physical disabilities. Poetry and some tapes have been published since 1988 by the National Library of Poetry. She treasures both the tapes and the awards received. A collection of poetry, hopefully illustrated by a former student-artist is her present project. Sister Schladweiler says, "Success is bringing the BEST and the MOST out of others." |
School DazeHeartsick, unto death,What negativism, or lies "en masse" Are basic reason ever sought? Is blame put >DD>Where blame should be? Make our schools, schools; Make our homes, homes, Inject back into society, |
Twister's SequelAgainst a "savage," churning, churning sky,A splash of brilliant, sequenced color. Is it a Double I see? Behold "a thing of beauty," seen quite rarely. Noah's bows - twins identical. But - what has gone before? Are ever two alike? Life snuffed out or maimed, animal and human; In number - few or countless, dastardly, In conditions - stared upon in shock. Grotesque, mangled, broken, stiff/cold, charring perchance, Property bashed to smithereens By winds with twisted minds, Slashing - out indiscriminately, At dilapidated hut or shack, Or latest palatial style. Naught of nature left untouched; Before it stole out, unobtrusively, The rainbow! |