Sarah Kay: poet, teacher, founder and co-director of Project V.O.I.C.E. Oh, also, might I add: absolute goddess! She began writing poems even before she could write! She would follow her mother around and yell, “poem!” and her mother would have to write in down for her.
She began performing her phenomenal spoken-word poetry when she was only 14 years old because someone anonymously signed her up for a poetry slam. She’s famous and 24 now, but the person who signed her up never owned up to it. She has no idea who did it, but he or she changed her life! How awesome! She was a featured speaker at the 2011 TED Conference, on “The Rediscovery of Wonder,” which has been seen by over two million people on YouTube.
Sarah has performed her poetry in venues across the United States and all over the world (literally: Czech Republic, the United Kingdom, India, South Africa, the United Arab Emirates, France, and Singapore…everywhere!)
Tonight I had the honor of seeing Sarah Kay perform her spoken-word poetry! (Goodness I love that my school did this!) She performed some of my favorite poems and also did new poetry for us! She blew me away! Not only is she a ridiculously awesome and hilarious person, but also wonderful! She uses her knowledge and love of poetry to inspire young children and adults to express themselves with this powerful and engaging art form.
I even got the chance to personally talk to her! I didn’t have anything for her to autograph, so that was a big downer on my day, but I have the memories and that’s all that matters in the end. 🙂
One of my favorite quotes from the night was: “Here’s what I like to tell people: Poetry is like pooping. If there’s a poem in you, it has to come out. Sometimes it comes out easily, sometimes it takes a great deal of effort and takes longer than you want it to. But it needs to come out. And you can quote me on that.”
I know, right?!
If you haven’t watched her TED Conference video, I highly suggest doing that. Now. Right now. This very second. I don’t care if your waffles are going to burn in the toaster. WATCH IT!
Did you poop your pants watching that?
It’s okay. Poetry is like pooping remember?
Let your creative juices flow!