I don’t have time for much musing this morning, since I’m off for the TLA Conference in San Antonio! So excited to see what’s front-and-center on publishers’ tables, and to bump shoulders with librarians (aka Writers’ Guardian Angels).
So, in the interest of time — and nepotism notwithstanding — two poems, both written by my daughters when they were each, respectively, five:
Fall Poem
The Spring is green
All over
In the woods
And then leaves drop
From the trees
Because it’s autumn
And branches want
To soon be
In the snowy banks below
The Arrow
I mean, I recognize my bias but these have characteristics I try to encourage in college students — vivid imagery, confidence of voice, and a sense of discovery and surprise.
I think this is why I write for and with children. And why I’m a mom…
Bias?
I don’t believe you’re biased at all. They are obviously gifted. – Kirk
Re: Bias?
Tee hee.
This, from the totally unbiased father…
Talent clearly runs in the family. These poems are lovely. Thanks for sharing them.
Hope you get alot accomplished at the conference. Goodu luck!
Thanks, Vivian. TLA was great immersion….
Hi Liz,
An off-topic comment – I just added you as a friend (we have a few blogs in common) but I just thought I should check if that was OK? Please let me know if not!
Cheers
Emma
Absolutely, Emma! I’m flattered!