Visit Kellee and Ricki at UnleashingReaders and Jen at Teach Mentor Texts to see what they and others have been reading! Your TBR lists will grow!
Thanks to Kingston Imperial Publishing for my copy! |
Visit Kellee and Ricki at UnleashingReaders and Jen at Teach Mentor Texts to see what they and others have been reading! Your TBR lists will grow!
Thanks to Kingston Imperial Publishing for my copy! |
It's Poetry Friday, and Carol Varsalona is hosting HERE on her blog Beyond Literacy Link with an "Abundance of Autumn"! Thanks for hosting, Carol!
My daughter and family live west of me, so I am traveling east when I drive home from visiting them. It's often evening, with a grand view of the sunset!driving and weaving tomorrow
my mind curves into new corners
remembering to look back
at the weft of yesterday
Linda Baie ©
It's Poetry Friday, and Matt Forrest Esenwine is hosting HERE on his blog Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme. He has lots of books you'll want to know about on the post today, and some fun poems, too! Thanks for hosting, Matt!
And those books, as he read, "filled his dreams with people in faraway places." When he was old enough, he traveled (alone) to New York.
The story shows a young Carlo, knowing only a little English, walking the streets of the city, desperate for work. One lucky day, he found himself looking at the fabulous books shown in a bookbinder's window, amazed. "'So many beautiful books', he whispered to himself." This lucky young Carlo was seen by the shopkeeper, and the rest of the story shows that through his continuing love of books and a kind teacher and employer, Carlo learned the art of bookbinding. In that work, he studied English in the books at night, then up he rose to start another day, loving his work, making books for others who also loved them.
In the story, Charles imagines Carlo's thoughts as he worked: "He loved to make them and hold them in his hands, and he loved how he could smell the forest coming through the pages." That is poetry!
Anna Forlati envisions Charles' telling of his family's immigrant story with gorgeous illustrations filling the pages with dreamy muted tones that feel like memories. Along with the beauty in what feels like a collaboration meant to be, Anna lives in Northern Italy, not far from where Charles' great-grandfather lived.
Added at the back is a brief piece that explains this book-binding art, which will inspire added research into the artistic process. Also, Charles tells that this story was told to him by his father!
Dave Eggers gives us another kind of poetry in his book that tells the history of our spectacular Statue of Liberty. He tells all the history, in his "tell it like it is" tongue-in-cheek manner, from the very idea of a Frenchman, Laboulaye, who wanted to do something for the United States to celebrate their centennial and who convinced another Frenchman, Bartholdi, to design a sculpture. As you know, it happened, and the long, long story that came to the fantastic end of 214 boxes sailing across the Atlantic, the statue in parts, holds lots of details, including that Lady Liberty's Right Foot shows she is "on the go," ready to welcome all who come to her country for oh, so many reasons! Shawn Harris illustrates this story in wild colors of diversity, a gift to all here and all arriving.
This political season and words said in numerous places are full of hateful words about immigrants, filling the media in various ways, in graphics or speeches. Some seem to have forgotten that we are all immigrants or are descendants of them, every one of us who is not Native American. That is our country called America!
by Emma Lazarus 1849 - 1887
This poem is in the public domain.
Visit Kellee and Ricki at UnleashingReaders and Jen at Teach Mentor Texts to see what they and others have been reading! Your TBR lists will grow! I finished that very long book and now I miss it! And, I'm sharing three graphic novels this week, one new and two that were donated to the bookstore! I have a bunch of picture books to read and share, but they will wait until next week. After the hard, hard week last week, thinking of all who have been affected by Hurricane Helene and Milton, wishing it weren't so, and hoping for better for them every day!
It's Poetry Friday, and Jama Rattigan is hosting HERE on her blog Jama' Alphabet Soup. The post will fill your heart with doughnutty dreams! Voodoo Doughnuts here I come! Thanks for hosting, Jama!
It's Poetry Friday, and Tabatha Yeatts-Lonske is hosting HERE on her blog The Opposite of Indifference. Thanks for hosting, Tabatha, and for bringing us so lovely a poem about murmuration and more!
Visit Kellee and Ricki at UnleashingReaders and Jen at Teach Mentor Texts to see what they and others have been reading! Your TBR lists will grow!
Saying Hello to fall! |
And, I'm saying goodbye to summer! Baseball and weather hot enough to go outside with bare feet are nearly done!
This is a 2007 publication from the then newly-created Center for Cartoon Studies, a two-year MFA program still in existence that focuses on sequential art. You can read all about them here and see what other work has been published! There is more about it, too, on Wikipedia.
In her poetic text with Kenard Pak showing us the magical night, Deborah Hopkinson tells readers her story, of a young girl who awakens, unsure how, goes outside to feel the quiet and cool earth beneath her feet. In this cumulative text, she continues to see small movements, her cat stretching on the kitchen table, the neighbor's dog yapping, and a rabbit peeks out from a bush. What she sees as she moves around the yard make a bigger mystery and she wonders each time "Who has woken the cat, the dog, the rabbit, even a cloud? Or, was it you? What is discovered makes a peaceful and sweet ending.
Thanks to Candlewick Press for this copy! |
It's Poetry Friday, and Irene Latham is hosting HERE on her blog Live Your Poem. She's sharing about a new anthology coming soon, a poignant poem about a youthful mistake, and a lovely Artspeak poem, also about youth! Thanks for hosting, Irene!
Poetry Peeps! You’re invited to our challenge for the month of September! Here’s the scoop: We’re wandering through Wallace Stevens’ “13 Different Ways of Looking…” at something. Maybe it’s not 13 ways – maybe it’s only seven. Maybe it’s not a blackbird or anything alive, but something inanimate. Whatever happens, your way of looking will be different than mine, and I’m here for it. Are you in? Good! You have a month to craft your creation and share it on September 27th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals.
13 Ways of Looking at Leaves
1) The tiniest hint of green, now seen–
That’s my view of leaves in spring.
2) Sunlight meals leads to unfurling;
trees, with moisture, bring more curling.
3) Each one chooses shapes they need
to bring in sunlight for a leafy feed.
4) Soon, leaves shade for kids in play,
and blankets spread for picnic days.
5) While looking long, green pigment fades.
Leaves start their shift to fall parades.
6) A blast of color signals change;
sleepy leaves must rearrange!
7) Conserving water in colder climes,
so trees release the leaves on time.
8) They swirl and twirl when breezes sigh,
a performance finale of goodbyes.
9) Now they lie at feet below,
bringing the autumn crunch I know.
10) Goodbyes from trees already said;
time for raking into flower beds!
11) While elders meet their mulching fate,
winter comes; new buds await.
12) When springtime bursts, I spy leafy newborns.
The cycle’s recharged, no longer forlorn.
13) Again they unfurl, like children grow.
Hungry leaves munch sunshine. Hello! Hello!
Linda Baie ©