Anger for an Unbalanced Oven Rack by Kelly de la Rocha at age 17 A small change. Five sweet potatoes instead of six. Two on one side of the roast, three on the other. He took with him the stability of a once solid oven rack. Yeah, a small change, but god it was weird to see him go. He threw the closet clothes on the bed and the hanger heads tangled together almost mockingly. The littlest walked in, smiled at the hangers. He wanted to shake her, tell her there was nothing to smile about. But he untangled the hangers in a shaky way and bounced back a cellophane smile instead. Closet empty he left. Just left. Gone just before the roof started to leak. It figures. Nobody here knows how to fix it. And then there’s the oven rack. It’s such a small change but no one’s quite sure what to do about that either. 1984
Unbalanced God (Created using words from the Oven Rack poem) by Kelly de la Rocha at age 55 Then, stability was an unbalanced god, the mockingly sweet other. What was once untangled tangled together with gone. The almost solid bounced away empty. Nothing nobody left. He left anger three closet hangers. Change walked in–weird, shaky and smiled. Yeah, it’s here. Just smile back.
Anger For an Unbalanced Oven Rack is the first poem I ever wrote. I was 17. My parents were divorcing. I was grieving the end of childhood and a newly empty chair at the dinner table. Laying my confusion and sorrow down on paper helped me heal.
Forty years later, it still does.
I grew up to become a journalist and a published poet. Words are lifelong friends that have taken me places I’d never have imagined they could. Not long ago, they led me in pursuit of a dream that has grown into poem RENOVATION, an educational tool inspiring classrooms full of students.
POEM RENOVATION’S CREATION
During the pandemic, I began searching for new meaning in my Oven Rack poem. Eager to see if I could create an updated version using the original, I printed it onto magnetic paper, cut out the words, stuck them on my refrigerator and rearranged them. The result was so revelatory, I knew I had to share the concept. A friend generously volunteered to translate my idea into an interactive website, and in early 2022, poem RENOVATION was born.
HOW IT WORKS
Every day, poemrenovation.com presents visitors with a scrambled snippet of literature. Users select words that resonate with them, then move them around on a digital canvas. The rules? There are none. The objective? Simply to create.
Site visitors can share and save their creations, reveal each day’s passage in its original form and learn more about it. Selections are culled from works ranging from Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew to pieces by up-and-coming wordsmiths. The site is free to use and ad-free.
AN UNEXPECTED NICHE
I thought poem RENOVATION would find a Wordle-like following, but to my surprise, teachers have gravitated to it, citing not just the educational value, but also the social-emotional learning benefits rule-free word fun can provide.
I began introducing poem RENOVATION to high school and middle school English classes, although initially terrified at the prospect. The site’s not flashy. There are no fancy graphics, there’s nothing to blow up and no way to earn the highest score. I had visions of kids falling asleep at their desks.
Thankfully, that has not been the case. Students have consistently been enthusiastic and their creations are unique and amazing. When I ask if anyone wants to share their work, so many hands shoot up.
Time and again, I’ve seen shy students open up when they use poem RENOVATION. I’ve seen those who struggle with writing find a sense of accomplishment. I’ve seen that spark of realization when a student discovers their voice. I’ve seen myself in every single one of them.
poem RENOVATION is now a staple in multiple classrooms in New York and California. I’m working to obtain funding to enhance the site and to raise awareness, so it can benefit even more students. I feel so lucky to have a way to share my love of language with a new generation.
I can’t wait to see where words take all of us next. G&S
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