Our class created some poems about the color of vowels. This idea was based on Kenneth Koch's interpretation of Arthur Rimbaud's poem "Voyelles". It was a fun, creative opportunity for our class. Please click on the assignment to the left and read our poems. Here is mine:

O, white steam stealing wrinkles from my shirt, and the flavor of candy.

A is the blue in a baby's eye when they laugh, and the smell of a January morning.

E, green grass growing from the ground in my garden, and an alligators armor, and what has come to pass, but not experienced.

I, forgettable in its simplistic style. Lost in the vibrant world but comforting like a spring day.

U, misunderstood and sad, wanting to be jovial and free. Dull in its own brilliant way.

Here is the original poem by Rimbaud: