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11.12.24Suomi Troupe: 2nd Calavera Poetry Contest
◀▶Calavera Poetry Contest◀▶
The Suomi Troupe would like to invite all Aislings across Temuair in Medenia to the second Calavera Poetry Contest!
When? ((Sunday, November 17th at 4PM PST))
Where? Suomi Theater
How to? Write your Calavera poem, contact Naena to confirm participation & show up at Suomi Theater, where we will have all contestants read their poems to the public. A panel of judges will rate the poems and choose a winner!
Rules:
One poem per contestant
The poem should have a Temuarian/Medenian theme ((stay in character))
Prizes:
1st place: Legend Mark, Ancient Anaconda Earrings, Chadul Dark Skull Necklace & Bashful Boo Boots
2nd place: Chadul Dark Skull Necklace & Bashful Boo Boots
3rd place: Bashful Boo Boots
And more!
Remember, Calaveras are meant to poke fun at people, not to disrespect, so you might want to double check with somebody if they are OK with your poem!
What is a Calavera?
A calavera poem, is a type of satirical Mexican poetry traditionally written around Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead). These short, humorous verses personify death in playful ways, often imagining the subject’s demise or poking fun at their personality, habits, or quirks. Despite their dark theme, calaveras are meant to be lighthearted and are written to honor friends, family members, public figures, or even fictional characters.
More info on calaveras on:
Visit mamalisa.com
Visit culturacolectiva.com
Thank you and hope to see everyone there!
- The Suomi Troupe
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Those who never had the chance,
To meet this girl by happenstance,
Missed a time to see the light
Of politically artistic might
She spent her time writing law
Hosting plenty, loving all
Though one sudden, shocking day
She sailed across that dimming bay
Though fought right, true and fair
This cherubic lady of copper hair
Run right through, an opponent’s lance
Now in the after, it’s wide expanse,
So I write to you, my funny friend
I hope you meet her at your end
Though I should warn you of her humor
I promise this is no silly rumor
To the crude, sometimes it slants:
She’ll cake you to your underpants.
- Calavera poem by Edith,
Winnner of the First Calavera Poem Contest
Deoch 184
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