Fall 2010 EIE Advanced Writing Class Literary Journal

Welcome to theĀ  Fall 2010 EIE Advanced Writing Class Literary Journal. The theme of this issue is historical fiction. There follow a number of works on a multitude of different subject set in a myriad of different times. That which binds them together is their authorship and origin–they were all written by members of the Advanced Writing Class at Excellence In Education Academy in Monrovia California.

Historical fiction is anything that is made up but which takes place in a real time. This definition can, of course, be stretched as you will soon see, but I will not get into that. Our hope is that you enjoy our works at much as we have.

Eutropia


Editor in Chief: Eutropia
Contributing editor: AR
Graphic design: DH
Contributors: Wapitzer, Beth Leehem, C.C. Panda, ThePieMaker, SF, JG
Publisher: Excellence In Education
Faculty Advisor: K. Titchenell


Fall 2010 Writing Class Ballad
And invitation to poetry

Our homeschooled writers give us works both varied and profuse
Great things come of a free approach that simply turns them loose

As Micah’s new submersible adventures far away
Dorothy takes us through the wondrous world of the ballet

Breana writes of blue and gray in colors rarely seen
And Angela’s our editor and Justin works the screen

We listen for the next excerpt from Josh’s Aztec tale
We’ve seenĀ  Sam’s canine thoughts unfold and battlebots prevail

While Winston touts the Cunard line — ships of another age
And Derek’s butt’ry verse spreads great acrostics down the page

Amanda tells how Constable and Renoir their art refine
While Colin, LaRa, Avery do all their work online.

This week we’re doing poetry and trying hard to choose
A form that will appeal to the Calliopean muse.

These metric feet in ballad form (first four and then three more)
Make seven, thus heptameter — so much for scansion lore.

Should they be grouped in couplets or in tercets, or quatrains?
Or should we just abandon that which artistry constrains?

Are the poet’s thoughts inhibited by daft archaic rules
Or is free expression lacking an essential set of tools?

With total lack of structure, would this verse unfettered soar
And convey a poignant insight never possible before?

With feet and meter cast away, and lame or absent rhyme
Is a free-form work more likely to endure the test of time?

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