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2016-2017 Edition

Congratulations to all the editors and contributors to the 2016-2017 literary magazine print edition! As editor-in-chief Rachel Price describes in the note from the editor, an incredible amount of work and effort was put into this edition, and we hope you can enjoy the artistic and editorial efforts of the Bishop Ireton students and staff. Please click on the link below to explore the 2016-2017 edition, including beautiful cover art by Annie Mildrew.

2016-2017 Edition

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2017-2018 Edition

Congratulations and thank you to all the editors and contributors to this year’s literary magazine print edition! Cambridge Road is excited to share its 2017-2018 edition and all the incredible work within. Please click on the link(s) below to explore this year’s edition, which was focused around the theme of perspective.

2017-2018 Edition: Perspective (Vertical)

2017-2018 Edition: Perspective (Horizontal)

My Favorite Color

Roses stand out and with their potent red hues.
Flushed faces when attacking opposing views,
My heart swells with the revolution’s call,
With red flags fluttering, strong and tall.
How can one not be enraptured
By red, the color that captures
Every bold and fiery being and ideal?
Even without sight, red is something to feel.
But steady, my affinity for the color starts to crack
As my teacher sadly hands my test back.

Post written by Franky Padilla

All for the Love of Annabel Lee

Edgar Allen Poe’s “Annabel Lee” told from the perspective of the angels

We looked down from the heavens,
At the kingdom by the sea
We looked at the love
The love of Annabel Lee

We looked down and were envious
For no one had a love greater than we
But the love of Annabel Lee

We sent a chilling wind out of the clouds
And the chilling wind made us proud
Because it would be killing
Killing the love of Annabel Lee

The chilling wind killed Annabel Lee
But the love did not die you see
For this love was more than the love
The love of Annabel Lee

For it wasn’t just Annabel’s love
It was the love of the man that she loved
And even though we killed Annabel Lee
The love lived on in the heart of the man by the sea

Now the man wishes for his own chilling wind
So that they might reunite again
But if he should die we know what he’ll gain
Thus endless nights at her sepulcher, distraught and in pain
We gave him the curse of eternity
All for the love of Annabel Lee

Post written by Jake Carlo

 

Suitcase

His suitcase was worn as I remembered
And scuffed on its corners
Inside, I see what I have never known
Adventure
His jacket smelled like music
And unfamiliar perfume
With a crumpled ticket in the pocket
And the last letter I wrote him
It is wine-stained but
Unopened
Beneath the jacket, a journal
Its entries are
Half-finished
His words quiver and bleed
A pair of boots, laces tucked in
I rub the toes, which have walked
Ancient city streets
They should have gone
Farther
Hidden in the corner
Tucked under a knitted sock
A pearl earring, but
I don’t know
Whose
Spilled ink stained my fingers
And I wished I didn’t have
What I was looking through
Because they found his suitcase
But they never found
Him

Post written by Anna Johnson

Duchess of Cambridge Road

With a glancing glimpse, you recognize her,
Yet you do not know her name.
She subtly grasps you, be not bitter,
Her face hints of some unrealized flame.

Her body varies deeply in color, shape, size,
But her familiar soul is the most delicate prize.

Her sweet smile is an intoxicating lure,
That for millennia has been lonely man’s cure.

There is nothing quite like her laugh,
Such a joy, you are compelled to gaffe.

Plentiful as dirt but treasured as gold,
The Duchess is true beauty to behold.
Fate is the officiant of the encounter,
Always destined yet never assured.

Post written by the Duke of Cambridge Road

One Living Planet

We tend to think of the Earth
As a collection of living things
But what I will say might have some worth
That this rock to which humanity clings
Is one life, One being in existence

Every plant and animal is a cell
Contributing to this greater force
Each has a job to make this planet well
To make sure this planet is on the right course
Because together we are one life, one being in existence

Post written by Jake Carlo

Smiles | Dreams

“Smiles”

A real smile, it’s in the eyes,
It makes you feel like you can touch the sky.
Like snow in July, and the twinkle in your eye,
Your smile makes me feel like I can fly.
And,  I never want to say goodbye.

“Dreams”

Sky is the limit, they’re infinite,
They start as seeds, then flowers,
Hope makes them indefinite,
She says they’re flawed,
I say they are real,
And like the stars.
Nothing stops my zeal,
I stop and stare….
I am finally there.
The moment is here;
Years in the making.
No one can jeer.
I am on top of the world.

Post written by Carole Beckhorn