At first taking this class was out of my comfort zone, but as the semester progressed I felt more at ease. This class was great for my creative side and really allowed me to explore writing in a new form (without having to write lots of pages of essays). This was my first real experience in writing poetry and I grew a lot from it. I enjoyed reading and listening to the recordings of Hirshfield. I enjoyed analyzing each other’s (anonymous) poems to provide feedback. It was nice to hear what my classmates thought of my poems and have them read and discuss them during class. The journal we kept during the semester was great for writing my thoughts on different topics that would happen to me over the weeks. I may even continue to do that.

For my Final Portfolio I revised my poem “The Game of Catan” by looking at the feedback from the comments on my post. I tried to add a bit more indirection by adding lines that didn’t completely relate to the game (chips and soda). I had a lot of fun writing the poems this semesters and I am excited to start law school in the Fall.

The Game of Catan

I look at the board and reach for a sip of my cola.

I taste sweet victory, just one round away, just one more good turn.

My poker face is ready to win me this game.

But, someone could easily take my win.

Another player could steal my longest road.

Or worse, roll a seven.

I need the dice to roll in my favor.

Just one more resource card.

No one will trade with me now.

I am too close to winning.

I will have to wait another round and risk it.

Looking around at the positions of my opponents in the game,

I realize they are close too, just a few points behind.

Some of them have ports to trade with or multiple unused development cards.

This could be it. The game could be over.

But it is not.

What could my opponents do to stop me now?

I take a deep breath and grab some chips to munch on.

They don’t realize just how close I am.

Just one more Victory Point to win.