Employee Editorial: Kayla Pearce
Our Employee Editorial this month is by our very own poet, Kayla Pearce. Kayla is a content developer at Crisp Marketing and has been with us for a wonderful 8 months, adding her sense of humor and fun attitude to the mix. She has let us in on her creative process and how she came to love poetry.
I was in the third grade when I heard my first poem. My teacher, Mrs. Saunders, wore a long red skirt, a denim vest, and a short blonde bob curled under to her chin. After we finished our handwriting lesson, she read to us from Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein. I remember thinking how happy I was to be in the front row as she read the poems and slowly panned each page of curious artwork across the room for everyone to see.
As an undergraduate English major, I had the opportunity to take my first creative writing class in 2012. I had been writing poetry here and there as an outlet growing up, but I didn’t know how to shape my thoughts and feelings into anything worth sharing with people. My previous work had been emotionally overwrought, clichéd, and often rhyming. This class helped me begin to hone my craft and introduced me to some of the hallmarks of contemporary poetry, like imagery, metaphor, and sonic pleasure.
After that class, I was hooked. I took a creative writing class every semester until I graduated, and I eventually went on to study creative writing in graduate school. Then, I was so in love with the art that I moved across the country to study it, eventually earning a Masters of Fine Arts in creative writing.
I’ve often heard that the most important part of writing is reading, and I find it to be true. The more poetry I read, the more I learn from it. Poetry has taught me empathy. It’s taught me joy, wonderment, and how to be grateful for the small things during dark and uncertain times.
My favorite poetry of late teaches me how to have hope. In Maggie Smith’s poem “Good Bones,” she talks about how to sell a world to her children that is sometimes cruel. The poem ends with the speaker walking through a metaphorical house as the realtor “chirps on / about good bones: This place could be beautiful, / right? You could make this place beautiful.”
Writing poetry is more than a way of making art for me. It’s a way for me to view the world, to slow down and pay attention and enrich my appreciation for my life. When I’m not working as a Content Developer for Crisp, you can find me in a coffee shop or on my back porch, reading and writing poetry.