Glimpse into the life of a poet
On a campus of thousands, get to know a SCC artist
Danielle Koagel
A&E Editor
“When I was little I used to write songs, but then I realized I wasn’t very good at it,
so that’s when I started writing poetry,” and thus, poetry bloomed in fellow Shoreline
Community College student Lauren Erickson.
Erickson is starting her second year at SCC this fall quarter as a Running Start student.
Erickson’s initial attraction to poetry came from her love of words and language and has
since acted as a very personal outlet for her own brand of societal commentary, general
observations, and emotional outpouring.
Erickson was first recognized for her poetry in 2002 when her work, “Deciduous” was printed
as an honorable mention in a collection of works entitled, “Celebrate Young Poets.”
Erickson’s poetry has since been shared, although her audience has narrowed to the
internet and a plethora of friends.
Erickson’s friends not only act as her audience but also as a source of her inspiration,
along with her daily observations, relationships, life events and contemporary problems.
Some of Erickson’s more controversial and opinionated poetry can be found in her
political poems which often focus on the suppression of youth in the public voice as
a pressing problem in today’s society.
Erickson uses poetry as a means of expressing her opinion in a non-conventional forum.
She recognizes that poetry can be effective in a small setting, but often loses its message
and doesn’t receive a lot of recognition outside of small circuits.
Erickson will continue to write poetry. “It makes me a happier healthier person because
it provides a good creative outlet,” she says.
American Babies
By Lauren Erickson
The American babies born every second clamor
For existence unachievable
Only in a society burdened by the carelessness
Of stuff-junkies.
Cable wire candy wrappers clutter
The streets under the on-ramp going downtown
And stain the crusty gray, red
As the blush of high set cheekbones on side street
children.
The American dream was found last night
Under the on-ramp going downtown
Bloodied, shot up with bullets and heroin
As the high set cheekbones caved in and their
painted brains exposed.
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