Tuesday Poem: Confiding With a Hen

She cocks her head, I can tell she is listening.

I tell her 
the rye truth.
We sit in the morning,
dew the soil staining.
She cocks her head, 
I can tell she is listening.
Her small eyes 
fill with tilled earth. 
When I leave,
she pecks the ground,

-by Chloe Ortiz (age 14)
from 2014 Rattle Young Poets Anthology

Why do you like to write poetry?

Chloe Ortiz: “I like to write poetry because when I read a good poem, it makes me feel good and I smile. I would like to make other people feel good too.”