Before class started, I had time to look at another magazine I'd brought, and I wrote down a few lines. Last night and this morning, I edited the lines a bit. When I was in grad school, I tried to write a poem about Amelia Earhart, and it didn't turn out well at all. Maybe this could become a poem I like better.
Amelia Earhart in National Geographic
With propellers for buttons
she designed clothing for Macy's.
When its engines start, she said
an airplane sounds like poetry.