In the Wild (Candlewick, 2010) is a delightful collection from David Elliott and Holly Meade, who also did last year’s On the Farm. I’d like to share a poem that captures the feeling of our Minnesota weather right now. Even though we don’t have snow yet (coming this weekend) and I live in the suburbs, I felt like I might walk out my back door and right into this poem.
The Wolf She opens her eyes;she leaves her lair. She lifts her head; she sniffs the air. And then: Ahooooo! The moon looks down; –David Elliott, all rights reserved |
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Terri has the Poetry Friday Roundup today at Rub-A-Dub-Tub. Go sniff the air, wait, and leave a reply by those poems that touch you in some way :>)