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As 2015 marks the 150th anniversary of the publication of Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, the Masland Library hosted a Creative Talents event to celebrate the art of creative writing on Wednesday, April 15, 2015.

In October 2014, Danielle Redden (B.A. in Liberal Arts and a minor in Social Work ’17) was named the winner of the 2014-15 Masland Library Student Poet Laureate competition with her poem “Day Is Dawn.” As the school year comes to a close, Danielle completed her role as this year’s Poet Laureate by unveiling her second poem “Kaleidoscope.” Her poem is written on the theme of grace.

From February 23 to March 20, the Masland Library held a short story writing contest. Students were asked to submit imaginary short stories that were inspired by the language and story of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. A panel of faculty and alumni reviewed the entries and announced Jenny L. Miller (BS in Bible [Discipleship Counseling] ’15) as the winner. Her story was titled “Mary’s Way to School” and will be published in The Scroll for the next academic year.

A celebratory gathering took place in the lobby of the Library. Danielle shared what she learned from serving as Poet Laureate and the labor in creating poetry. Amy Dunlap, part-time professor of humanities, also read a selection from Jenny’s story and discussed the creative use of language. Provost Dr. Brian Toews concluded the proceeding with a discourse on the importance of creative writing.

The Library staff provided refreshment, which was enjoyed by all. This creative event, as well as the many to come, are opportunities for the University community to gather together, celebrate the arts, and fortify the University’s overall effort in fostering a culture of writing.

Kaleidoscope
by Danielle Redden

Cry out clever soul! Till your lungs run raw.
Olympus has fallen and mired we are
beneath these that are shadows of what they seem,
Plagued by waves of imagery promising
freedom through hands gagged by string.

Strung by perfection unmet,
knotted limbs go limp.
Myself, the marionette.

Yet
Imperfection shan’t dilute
a love that transcends
an infinite space of stars.

I was
Laid bare in broken glass
Casting scars of shadow.
Though arid once of the
Fount of life,
Barren no more. For
I am not what I do.

Where expectation begets condemnation,
colored Grace-light cuts loose the cord.
And bits of heaven are to be gleaned
from stardust in the eyes of he
who claims restoration evermore.

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