Lauren at EBAFF, Bronx, NY

15/05/2008

my response

The rushing waves,
filter through, the creative
walls of my imagination.

This is the a part of a poem named “My Shining Star”

I like this part because I think she/he is telling what can trigger that persons imagination which makes him/her creative such as waves. When that person said walls of my imagination I thought of it as a room and the creativity was the paint that completes the walls.