NewburyportNews.com, Newburyport, MA

July 31, 2010

Ode to Homecoming: Teen's poem embraces Port's summer festival

By Sonya Vartabedian
Staff Writer

NEWBURYPORT — For Maureen Moore, one of the best parts of summer in Newburyport is Yankee Homecoming.

The 15-year-old from Newbury is one of the summer festival's biggest fans. There's so much about Homecoming that she enjoys, she's hard-pressed to pick a favorite event.

"It gets everyone in Newburyport together," Maureen says. "It's really fun."

So on Monday when her mother, Maura Moore, urged her to enter Homecoming's annual Kids Talent Showcase on the waterfront, she used her talents for poetry to pen an ode to the summer festival.

She crafted the 28-line poem an hour before the showcase began, highlighting many of the Homecoming events she has come to enjoy over the years — from the canoe tilt and antique cars at Old-Fashioned Sunday to the waterfront concerts to the fireworks spectacular and closing parade.

Not one to like the public spotlight, Maureen hesitantly took the stage in Market Landing Park on the waterfront and recited her poem, titled simply "Yankee Homecoming."

It caught festival organizers completely by surprise.

"It was just so well done," Homecoming Chairman Don Walters says. "You'd think it would have been written by a person a lot older than their teens."

Maureen, who will be a sophomore at Triton Regional High School in Byfield this fall, started writing poetry in the sixth grade at the encouragement of her teacher, Maureen Ouellette, who passed away that year. She continued her poetic pursuits in seventh grade, learning about haikus and other forms from her teacher, Melanie Babendreier.

"All my teachers really encouraged me to keep doing it," she says. "I started really liking it."

When she got to Triton High School last fall, another teacher, James Allen, and the librarian, Andrea Sargent, pushed her to write more poetry. She never really thought her poetry was very good until she entered a school poetry contest last spring and walked away with third prize.

"I think that really got her confidence up," her mother says.

Maureen writes in her journal most every night. She says it's a good way for her to express her feelings.

"I write about things in my life, things I see every day, my family," she says.

For the past couple of years, Maureen has been giving her mother poems for her birthdays and Mother's Day. This year, she offered to buy her mother a gift with the money she's earned baby-sitting.

"I told her, 'Don't you dare.' I love getting her poems," says Maura Moore, adding she and her husband, Kevin, are extremely proud of their daughter.

In addition to writing poetry, Maureen is an honor roll student and plays clarinet in the Triton band. A runner, she is a member of the Triton cross-country team and the Winner's Circle Running Club. She also coaches track for the Special Olympics and is a member of the Special Olympics Unified relay team, known as Dave's Raiders. She got involved with Special Olympics through her younger sister, Karen, who was born with Down Syndrome. She is also older sister to brother, David.

At Walters' request, Maureen will read her "Yankee Homecoming" poem during the telecast of tomorrow's Homecoming parade on the local cable access station.

"It embodies the sights, the sounds, the excitement and fun, all of what Yankee Homecoming is about," Michele Norton, Homecoming's director of publicity, says of Maureen's poem.

'Yankee Homecoming'

The busy streets

From sunrise to sunset

Only one week a year

No parking can be found

And traffic shifts gears

The entertainment downtown

All the tents set up

With tons of food in sight

Your wallet empty between the hour

And a free concert every night

Makes you feel like you have power

There's Old-Fashioned Sunday

With all the games

Seeing old friends

Forgetting their names

All the beautiful paintings

The old cars from way back when

Watching the canoe tilt over and over again

There's the 5K, 10 and the mile

And the bed race goes down in plenty of style

The flying colors that go up in lines

In the dark night

Above the pines

The loud thunder made

And then the next day

The music and floats from the parade

And don't forget the tours

Yankee Homecoming could never be a bore

— Maura Moore, 15, Newbury