Class poem, English 2600, Literary LA FALL 2022
Because of the sun
LA is thought to be warm
Because of the people
LA is thought to be a world of actresses and Hollywood stars
You might come into LA with one thought
But you will definitely leave with another (Sam)
LA, the city where you take one free step and one shackled one
Being free is worth money, it’s worth time
LA, the city where we’re indebted to history (Camila)
Los Angeles and its diversity with its recognition.
Different types of people visit, move, are native here.
The crime that happens here is uncalled for, but it happens anyway, despite the population.
Everyday life is normal, but when I really think about what makes me an Angeleno
it is not the city itself,
but our communities blended as a melting pot, creating a vast, diverse culture.
Reaching the beaches and mountains in a matter of miles.
Social and socioeconomic status across the city.
Positive and negative things happen every day we don’t know about.
LA Live is a great example of the center of Los Angeles (Ezra)
Los Angeles, where 8 miles away
Turns into a 30-minute commute.
Where the neighborhoods seem worlds apart
With differing viewpoints, seemingly coming
Together in bumper-to-bumper traffic
All agreeing that the rain makes everyone bad drivers. (Elizabeth)
Fire and rain can be plain and can be very healthy; however, but some people can disagree with this theme. But LA has its’ own special quality (Guillermina)
A city filled with crime
A city filled with fame
In reality it can get dangerous
Very hot summers and barely any rain
Los Angeles will forever be home (Zaineh)
The chill of the morning breeze, as quiet as a mouse
The cold of no sun but filled with light and life. (Anibal)
Fame and glamour many outsiders think
Communities with roots that go unseen. (Miranda)
LA is fun and happy
Though it gets overflown with crime
From robberies and shootings
To car chases televised on our TVs
Treated as a normal tradition (Xavier)
Palm trees, food, sports, clothes, movies, beaches, cars, and homeless. (Jacob)
Religions and cults both exist in LA life
Have you heard about the Manson family?
Downtown LA Skid Row, drugs, homelessness
A city filled with traffic
A city with life. (Perla)
As our city lights and city sun beam over our heads
We lock our doors or else the Night Stalker will come for us
We hide our doe-eyed daughters from Manson
We run when we see the birth of smog and fire
Los Angeles never stops itself from being scared. (Liz)
A city that’s never quiet
You always hear a loud noise
At any given moment
Either a loud car engine
Or a random person yelling
And yet I never get tired of it
As the sounds remind me
I am home. (Daniel)
Music is the home of LA where music is everywhere
Whether at the sports game or the beach in Santa Monica
Music is in the little coffee shops around the corner.
Driving in the middle of the night with your friends with the windows down (Karen)
The sound of the plane,
The sound of the ocean,
The sounds of the traffic,
The sound of its notion.
A kiss goodnight
Under a starry night.
Yet not one of the stars
But the starry building lights. (Lauren)
The buildings look so glamourous
I almost wonder if they’re real
High heels and business suits
Just outside a man begging for food
A protest chanting “Black Lives Matter”
High floors and glistening windows
continue to stand proudly
A mask encompassing it all (Jennifer)
The well-known city “Los Angeles”
A very diverse city
Many races, religions, backgrounds
Hollywood musicians, artists, actors, writers
A city full of traffic
Angry drivers, kind people
Downtown Los Angeles
Skid row, skyline
Representing Los Angeles
Dodgers, Clippers, Lakers, LA Galaxy (Jeremy)
LA the place where sports fans are more than just fans.
You’re either a Dodgers or Lakers fan or you are an outsider.
We root for the same team as if we were programmed to never leave.
Where our biggest idol Kobe was taken too early.
A single team can give you friends throughout a big city, but don’t switch up teams because then you’ll make various enemies. (Elias)
Los Angeles, a unique metropolis I call home
To my left, I see rows of palm trees swaying in the wind
To my right, I see rows of vehicles gridlocked on the 405
One day, I see a businessperson demanding their perfectly-made coffee
Another day, I see someone kindly asking for money
A sunny day can quickly turn overcast in an instant
A nice drive on the interstate can turn into an altercation
I never know what will lay before me in the City of Angels
Los Angeles. It has and will always be deemed my home. (Enrique)
Los Angeles, my gente, my home
From poverty down in Skid row
To the skyline of buildings that light up our city
It’s not perfect
But it’s what we have built with so few resources
Communities that grew and bloomed
From the cracks of our roads
Never meant to flourish
This is our