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This week, Shelburne, Vermont, poet Sophie Dauerman daydreams about summer.

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My skin yearnsfor the sideways kiss of morning sun,for lake droplets lifted off my skinby balmy dandelion air.And my laughter waits for dock picnics,green鈥�

Milton, Vermont, writer Amelia Canney encourages citizens of all ages to push onward in their fight to ensure safety within American schools.

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Young Writers Project: 'I Believe In Us'

The first time I heard of the wave of school shootings streaking across our nation, I was shaken to the core of my being. The second time, I was scared鈥�

Hinesburg, Vermont, poet Layla Morris commits herself to the tough act of forming educated opinions and choosing to care.

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Young Writers Project: 'I'm Sorry, But ...'

I鈥檓 sorry, but...what are we teaching the kids these days?Are we teaching them to go alongwith whatever the most dominant person says?Don鈥檛 have opinions,鈥�

Lake Champlain Waldorf School poet Charlotte Hughes uses the chaotic forces of nature to describe the deterioration of a couple.

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Young Writers Project: 'Elemental'

They say thathe was the waterand she was the fire.But his riptides overcame herand buried her flame.She was caught in his wild stormsand tossed around鈥�

This week鈥檚 Richmond, Vermont, poet Anna Wahlin puts words to the stormy resistance she feels walking uphill toward the better, brighter future.

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Young Writers Project: 'Peace'

The snow swirls around me,covering up my footprintsand leaving me strandedin the colorless blizzard.The cold bites at my bare skin,turning it to a rosy鈥�

Charlotte, Vermont, poet Courtney McDermott writes of spontaneous introspection that claims her in a school locker room, allowing her past to weave itself into her present as she comes to a new understanding of herself.

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Young Writers Project: 'A Moment Of Quiet In The Locker Room'

One shoe off, then the other.Quiet, besides the rhythmic replacementof clothing fabric against my skin.The lights don鈥檛 buzz;the sink doesn鈥檛 drip, for鈥�

Burlington, Vermont, poet Laura Zhou-Hackett reflects on the first blurry image of her childhood: her father and herself, swishing through the winter countryside.

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Young Writers Project: 'Skiing'

Happiness is the faded memoryof tiny cross-country skisnext to your father鈥檚 tall ones,and of climbing the snowy hill sideways(or else you will fall back鈥�

This week, Essex Junction, Vermont, writer Maecy Odit shares a series of assigned journal entries.

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Young Writers Project: 'Fields'

Chapter 1Today I am asked to write whatever comes to my mind,and really nothing is coming to my mind.So really, my mind is like鈥� a blank field of鈥�

Lake Champlain Waldorf School student Wyatt Trzaskos wrote a poem whose imagery shows how personal challenges can sometimes appear as monsters.

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Young Writers Project: 'Light-finder'

I traveled deep into the Earth,forging my way to the devil鈥檚 hearth,slipping on the gravely stones,taking in the faded bones鈥n that hellish place I sawan鈥�

This week鈥檚 Stowe, Vermont, poet Astrid Young pleads with us to remember the fragile nature of our planet.

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Young Writers Project: 'The Man In The Suit'

The Lorax tried, but he couldn鈥檛 stop him.It is my turn to make him understand.I speak; my leaves brush against my fellow saplings.I feel; my roots dig鈥�

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