BEST POEM EVER !!

Natali Hernandez

I Am From

By: Esperanza


I’m from Mango Street,

from feeling trapped

to feeling like I don’t belong.

I’m from Mama , Papa, Carlos, Kiki and my sister Nenny,

from a big family to sharing rooms.


Papa,

from his broom hair to his snoring.

Mama,

from her candy circled curly hair that smelled like bread

to holding holding you close

I’m from a red balloon tied

to an anchor,

filled with untold secrets.

Esperanza

a name that means sadness,

a muddy color to records my father plays on Sunday mornings.

Cathy,

a weirdo know it all to a cat person,

from warning me how bad the neighborhood is getting

to being my friend till Tuesday.

I’m from a junk store

owned by and old man,

a small dirty window used for light.


I’m from Juan also known as Meme,

a wooden house were the floors slanted,

21 steps that were lopsided

and jutting like crooked teeth.

Louie

the oldest in the family,

from Puerto Rico to a lot of cousins.


Marin,

from the green apples eyes

to dancing by herself.

short skirts

to being too stubborn to see reality.


I’m from those who don’t know better

from our shakity-shake knees,

to our tight up rolled windows.

Rosa Vargas,

too many kids to handle,

bending trees and bouncing between cars.


Alicia,

that is smart,

and studies for the first time at the university .

being a good girl that studies all night,

too being afraid of nothing but four-legged fur

and fathers .


Darius

who doesn't like school,

from sometimes being stupid

to chasing girls with firecrackers.


A family,

from their little arms

to little hands


Grandpa

who slept in the living room couch

and snored through his teeth.

his feet being too fat like thick tamales.

from white socks filled with powdered

to brown leather shoes.


Grandmas feet

from lovely as pink pearls

to velvety high heels that made her walk with a wobble.


Ruthie,

from red lipstick

too tall and skinny .

from laughing to herself

to walking her dog Bobo.

four skinny trees

four who grew despite concrete

four who don't forget to reach.


Sally,

from Nylons

the color of smoke

to her eyes of Egypt.

From feeling trapped

to safe to trapped again.


I'm from a house on the hill,

from grumble and squeaky floorboards

to bums in the attic.

Red Clowns

from skies that tipped

to colors that began to swirl.


From his sour mouth

to his dirty fingernails.

I'm from a house all on my own,

from a porch

to my pretty purple petunias.

from a house quiet as snow

to a space for myself to go.

Maria Hernandez

poem by Maria Hernandez

My main theme is that Esperanza is trapped in this cruel place she has to call home. For example in Red Clown that was one of the worst parts in her life. how she had nobody to help her. She tries to leave the first chance she gets but in reality she will always be mango street and eventually she will want to come back and help escape the rest of the trapped souls .

A Sentence that is in my poem that support my main idea is I’m from a red balloon tied

to an anchor,

filled with untold secrets.

Esperanza

a name that means sadness,

a muddy color to records my father plays on Sunday mornings.

This theme is integral because The whole book Esperanza has been comparing her life to others and in reality she always felt less about her self .


My key idea that I’m really focusing on is getting the people she cared about which is her family. I really think that her family where the only thing that actually kept her in mango street that long, but in the beginning of the poem I’m trying to get Esperanza's family involved

I’m from Mango Street,

from feeling trapped

to feeling like I don’t belong.

I’m from Mama , Papa, Carlos, Kiki and my sister Nenny,

from a big family to sharing rooms.

The sentence i chose is “ From feeling trapped to feeling like I don’t belong” these lines build tension . I feel like shes saying that shes dying slowly inside the longer she stays in a misery place. She judges people in her block and doesn't understand why are they so stupid to stay


I feel like Esperanza’s focus in the middle of the poem is to show how she wants to leave that Sally is stupid for wanting to grow up fast.

My key idea that I’m really focusing on is getting the people she cared about which is her family. I really think that her family where the only thing that actually kept her in Mango Street that long, but in the beginning of the poem I’m trying to get Esperanza's family involved

Sally,

from Nylons

the color of smoke

to her eyes of Egypt.

From feeling trapped

to safe to trapped again.

I'm from a house all on my own,

from a porch

to my pretty purple petunias.

from a house quiet as Snow a space for myself to go.


My tone is reflective because Esperanza will like to remember her good and bad in what happen in her past life . Another reason my poem is reflective is because Esperanza needs to remember about her personal space . My poem was reflective because in my poem I put her family and how they are and at the end I speak about Esperanza.