Sam Stapleton may never see a poem as lovely as a Krispy Kreme doughnut. But you can tell that he knows his quatrains. The proof was there Sunday afternoon, when Sam’s untitled poem about baseball was ...

There is no place for judgmental red pens or harsh standardized tests in The 7th Grade Poetry Foundation. There is no right or wrong, pass or fail—just truth, as seen through the eyes of a 13-year-old ...