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We have on our fridge a set of children's poetry magnets which usually say things like "did we eat green and blue monkey dog cheese?" (The set does not include punctuation, so the question mark there is my addition.) That 6th-grade girl, who lives daily in her sense that things are changing, that childhood fleets away, left the following on the fridge this week. Up high.
ask mom
by dmmg, age 11
will she shine
are books alive
is this good
where is my home
do flowers sing in water
are sundowns too fast
Yes, daughter, they are...and poems speak your soul.
And now, by way of contrast: the 2nd-grader, my little early bird, has just come downstairs. Apropos of nothing immediate, but apropos of our recent 1960's live-action Batman viewing (the campy series featuring Bruce Wayne and his youthful ward Dick Grayson), he asks,
"Who names their child after a penis?!"
The poetry roundup this week is with Elaine at Wild Rose Reader...see you there, and don't forget to read my "extra" post this week featuring some really good news.
i love how many of those unpunctuated questions can be answered by "yes." or at least i hear that answer in my mind when i read it. hmm, i have to think about that now, about the assumptions we make as readers about unanswered questions in our writing.
ReplyDeletewhen i was a 2nd grader we were not as sophisticated, but we totally appreciated the humor behind a football player named dick butkus (which we pronounced "butt kiss"). sadly, i think this sort of thinking is in a boy's genes.
filmmaker's will tell you that sundowns are too fast as well. they call that particular light "the magic hour" and will spend an entire day setting up for a shot with that light that will last less than a minute.
Love the poem and laughed out loud at your second grader's question. :) I'm now bemoaning the fact that magnets won't adhere to my fridge door.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure exactly why, but your daughter's poem brought tears springing to my eyes. I think the title. And the knowledge that sooner than I want, I will not be able to ask my mom any unfathomable or even any trivial questions. Tempus fugit.
ReplyDeleteAnd then your boy comes in and I'm giggling with tears running down my face. Your boy boy boy boy BOY!
This post made me smile every way a person can...thank you, Heidi! A.
ReplyDeleteAnd even better, sixth grade is the perfect time to read A Wrinkle In Time....
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