We Become Stars

Two of my poems appear in Westland Writes 2018 literary journal.

Happy June everyone!

I’m excited to announce that two of my poems have been published in the literary journal, Westland Writes. They’re both about parenthood. One is called “We Become Stars” and highlights the experience of letting your child go out into the world. Ironically, I wrote this before having a child, thinking from the view of a daughter. Now, I see the poem from a mother’s perspective, which creates a very different feeling. The other poem is titled “When I Realized You Were Magic” and shares what it’s like to find out you’re a parent, full of worries and excitement. My daughter is Japanese American, and my greatest hope for her is that she will live in a world that is safe and welcoming to everyone.

The best part of having my work included in this journal is that Westland Library held a poetry and short story readying to celebrate our work. We could choose one poem to read, so I picked “We Become Stars.” But what made this reading truly unique is that they decided to bring in a musical trio to interpret each of our poems after we read them. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. It was so gratifying to hear my own words performed in an original song. Afterwards, the singer noted that she liked my other poem too, which was icing on the cake! Of course, I wondered if maybe I should have chosen to read that one, instead ūüėČ

I wasn’t sure if I was even going to be able to attend the event, since my husband was out-of-town and I had my 8-month-old daughter with me. Luckily, my friend was visiting and helped make it happen. We strolled up to the front when it was my turn, and I began by dedicating the poem to my daughter. My friend was actually able to videotape my reading, and I’m so glad she did! After I read, the singer sang directly to my little girl, which was so sweet and memorable. My daughter was quiet and listened the entire time. What a special memory we captured ūüôā

For one night, we became stars. And I will never forget that moment. I encourage you to find ways of sharing your own light with the world! It will surely make for a brighter, more peaceful planet.

Printed copies of this literary journal are available for purchase. You can also read the poems and stories¬†online. And to my delight, I’ve just discovered that the book can be borrowed from the library. As a librarian, how cool it is to find that my name appears in the catalog!


Springing Ahead with Homemade Cards

Happy almost spring, dear readers!  Are you getting pumped for the time change?  I know I am.  Sure, we lose an hour, but we gain a whole hour of daylight!

I’m celebrating the end of hibernation by making my own cards, which I haven’t done in years. ¬†I’m excited to reignite this pastime, which one of my dearest friends got me hooked on ages ago. ¬†Here’s a little poem for inspiration.

Go towards the daylight

go willingly

even if it ends in sleep–

Catch stars in your wings

For you were born among them

Shine brighter than the sun and moon combined


© 2016 Angie Kidd all rights reserved

Collecting Words

I recently finished reading the book A Snicker of Magic about a girl who sees words all around her and collects them.  She shares them with her best friend but is too shy to turn them into poetry and speak them in front of a group.

Here are some of her words and what she says about them.




“Words that belonged in a sanctuary filled up the spaces between the three of us.¬† But those words looked as fine there as they’d ever looked in a church, and I wondered if there was something sacred, something everlasting, about melted ice cream and summer days and good stories.” –Natalie Lloyd, author

I believe sharing stories is a sacred act. ¬†It creates an everlasting bond between you and the listener. ¬†Don’t be afraid to use your words or share your stories. ¬†The world needs them to survive. ¬†Stories are the glue that holds us all together.

I used to be afraid to share my stories, too, but not anymore.

As an exercise, I decided to collect some of my own words and see if  I could string them together into something meaningful.




Magic marshmallow dreaming leads to red poppy success.

Try collecting your own words and fitting them together like a child playing with blocks.  You might just build something really unique.  Something that can hold you up.  Something that can change the world.


A Reflection Beyond Words

As Thanksgiving approaches, I’m feeling grateful.¬† As I mentioned before, my artwork and poetry were recently exhibited at an art show, Beyond Words,¬†in Toledo, OH.¬† Opening night was a flurry of excited guests, yummy treats, and delectable artwork.¬† I enjoyed taking my family and friends around to see my work.¬† I also had the opportunity to¬†overhear feedback¬†on my art,¬†reminding me¬†of the days when I shared my poetry in front of a crowd at an open mic.¬† I even met¬†some of the artists that collaborated with me.¬†¬†One of them chose to¬†write a piece to go with my artwork,¬†Bamboo with Red Bird,¬†because she, too, has¬†an affinity¬†for Japan and¬†even lived there¬†for a period of time.

Then came the icing on the cake.¬† We¬†attended the awards ceremony.¬† Two of my poems received second place.¬† What made this especially gratifying was that the poems were compared to a specific style reminiscent of a famous writer.¬† I had never much thought about my style in regards to poetry.¬† Apparently, I have one…or two ūüėȬ†¬†My poem,¬†Suffering from Poetic License, received second place for the T.S. Eliot¬†Award: Modernist in style with a range of techniques.¬† Another poem of mine, Whose Musing,¬†received second place for the Mark Twain¬†Award: humorous or social commentary.¬† At the end, they announced the People’s Choice Award, which went to a poem written in response to my watercolor collage painting, Giraffes on Reserve, pictured above.¬† Hooray!

Now, awards are a bonus, but not why most artists, including myself, make art.  We do it because we love it.  Because we have a need.  It fills us up.  We feel alive.  It helps us make sense of the world and hopefully helps others, as well.  As I said in my previous post, making a connection is the best part about participating in an art exhibition like this one.

How will you connect with the universe this holiday season?



Third Wednesday

My poem “Mouthless”
in Third Wednesday
literary journal

I’m pleased to announce that one of my poems has been published in the literary journal Third Wednesday.¬† It’s called “Mouthless”¬†and it’s about¬†the experience of falling.¬†¬†If you would like to read this poem, you can purchase¬†a copy of this issue by going to the¬†journal’s website.¬†¬†The cost¬†is $8, plus $3 postage.¬† You can send a check to the following address: 174 Greenside Up Ypsilanti, MI 48197.¬† Make sure you mention which issue you want.¬† The current issue is Winter, 2014.

What else will you find in this issue besides my poem?¬† The winning poems for Third Wednesday’s annual contest,¬† youth poetry by students of the Inside/Out Literary Arts Project, poems by featured poet J. K. Durick,¬†seasonal poetry for winter and spring,¬†more inspiring poetry, and even artwork!¬† Wow, who would want to miss out on all that? ūüėȬ† Enjoy!

“Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it.” ‚Äē Rumi

#MMPoetry 2014: Join the Madness!

Welcome to “March Madness” poetry-style hosted by ¬†Ed DeCaria of Think, Kid, Think!¬†¬†This event¬†brings poetry to kids in a creative way.

According to the website, MMPoetry is ‚ÄúA mini-version of The Hunger Games ‚Äď poets duking it out, rising to victory or falling in defeat, until one bruised and battered poet emerges victorious! Ouch!‚ÄĚ

I’m honored to be one of the 64 poets from around the world chosen to participate in this event.¬† I’ll be in good company.¬†¬†Famed children’s authors Shutta Crum of Ann Arbor and Jane Yolen (known as the Hans Christian Andersen of America) will also participate.¬† Actually, I should say I’m a little bit intimidated ūüėȬ† Although¬†the word I chose to describe my feelings going into this is “aflutter.”

I would say the highlight is that 126 new children’s poems will be completed in only 21 days.¬† Wow!¬†¬†And now¬†classrooms around the country will help in the voting process for a chance to win 50 new children’s poetry books for their classroom.¬† How cool is that?

Here’s how it works.¬† Two poets¬†face off against each other, each given a¬†word of varying difficulty to include in a newly created¬†children’s poem.¬† Adding to the madness,¬†each poet only gets 36 hours to create each new poem.

Want to join the madness?  Follow the event on twitter or go directly to the website and participate in the public vote.

Summer Solstice Celebration

mixed media on yupo paper


Deep Sea Wishes

We went to the sea

you and me.

We went to drop petals

letting go

watching our pasts float away…


We made wishes


After all, we didn’t really know what we wanted.


Then we sacrificed our legs

slipping into the sea

flipping our tails–

Mermaids at last.


© 2013 Angie Kidd all rights reserved

Art Isn’t

Art isn’t perfect.

It’s well-intentioned


thoughtful and



messy; experimental

effort and practice

and sometimes failure

transformed into “happy mistakes”


It’s vision

in translation

fast turns and skid marks

wiping away and letting go


spaces to breathe


full of emotion!

a culmination

of all that we are

and what we can be

if we try


© 2013 Angie Kidd all rights reserved