Welcome, and happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) I’m so happy you’ve dropped by. Whether you’re a regular participant in the Poetry Friday world, or you ended up here from a search or a link, please know that we’re a welcoming community! Read, comment, think, share,
Ooh, I finally got my contributor copy (address issues) of A Universe of Rainbows! It is glorious! More about this lovely anthology edited by Matt Forrest Esenwine in another post. But as soon as I looked at the hibiscuses on the cover (by illustrator Jamey Christoph), I knew I needed
I woke up over the weekend with this poem sort of in my foggy head. The wordplay around may- as a prefix and the coming month of May and the excitement of spring. So many possibilities. Thanks for reading, and if you want to see more of my National Poetry
Oh, gosh–I can’t believe I’ve managed to post a skinny poem every day so far! Just two more days. Many of these poems have been extremely sketch‑y, written in 5 minutes or less. More about the practice than the results. This Friday, for Poetry Friday, I hope to share a
April has been a chaotic month. Today’s skinny poem is a reminder to myself! Thanks for reading, and if you want to see more of my National Poetry Month poems, click here.
Fun news today! Finding Family was selected as an Honor Book for the Minnesota Youth Reading Awards–the Star of the North (picture book) category! It’s so exciting that a fairly quiet book got enough votes from elementary school kids to be named one of two Honor Books. You can see
Welcome, and happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) I’m so happy you’ve dropped by. Whether you’re a regular participant in the Poetry Friday world, or you ended up here from a search or a link, please know that we’re a welcoming community! Read, comment, think, share,
Wind turbines are so cool. Our old suburb had one that I drove by almost daily. I don’t have one that close anymore, but I still see them regularly, and there are several close in to the actual cities. Once you’re out in farmlands, you see fields of them occasionally.
I love the moon, and I always feel a sense of peace, a feeling of everything will be all right-ness when I look at it. Here’s today’s skinny poem. Thanks for reading, and if you want to see more of my National Poetry Month poems, click here.
Today’s skinny poem came from two different thoughts. One was that I’m low-level anxious about flying, and recent crashes have NOT helped that. Two was Liz Garton Scanlon’s middle-grade novel, LOLO’S LIGHT. It has a scene of an event that’s devastatingly sad,and yet Liz wrote it in such a tender
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