Blue Rose Girls Question of the Week Contest Prize

We've decided to make the Question of the Week at the Blue Rose Girls blog a contest! Guess whose desk is whose correctly and you can win a free book by Grace Lin! You can enter the contest as many times as you like! Check out this post at Blue Rose Girls for more details.

Poem for a First Grade Teacher

I often write poems for special occasions. I’ve written several to read at the retirement parties of teachers and other staff members who worked at my school. I posted the following poem, Here Is Her Room, at Blue Rose Girls last May. The poem was written several years ago for one of our first grade teachers. I thought I’d post it again at Wild Rose Reader for Tricia’s Poetry Stretch-School’s Out, Summer’s In.


Here Is Her Room
by Elaine Magliaro

Here is her room—
dark and dusty,
bare of bright pictures,
plastic bins empty
of thick primary pencils
and silver-scaled scissors,
its cardboard alphabet
hidden in a dim cupboard.
The painted whales
have swum away for summer.

Here is her room—
hollow and lonely,
its door shut tight
on uncounted memories.
Turn the brass knob
and enter softly.
Listen to the echoes
of downy chicks
cheeping in a corner,
merry young Pilgrims
celebrating the first Thanksgiving,
children singing songs
and reciting well-loved poems,
the snip of busy scissors
cutting colored paper
for a winter collage.

Here is her room—
four walls holding a happy history,
a world of words and wonder
she opened to boys and girls
before she gave them
wings.

What's on My Desk???

The Blue Rose Girls have resurrected the “Question of the Week” at the Blue Rose Girls blog. This week’s question is What’s on Your Desk? Four of us BRG posted pictures of our desks on Sunday. Can you find which desk is mine?

Toasting Marshmallows: Camping Poems

Here is a children’s poetry book just right for summer reading:

TOASTING MARSHMALLOW: CAMPING POEMS
Written by Kristine O’Connell George
Illustrated by Kate Kiesler
Clarion, 2001

I am sure that children who have camped out with their parents or gone away to summer camp will relate to the poems in this book. But a child doesn’t have to spend a summer vacation camping in order to appreciate Kristine O’Connell George’s book Toasting Marshmallows. In this collection, George uses the voice of a young girl to “tell” the book’s poems--poems that take readers into the outdoors and help them experience the wonder and peacefulness of nature through her eyes.

This collection of camping poems begins with the girl’s family setting up camp. Tent, a concrete poem written in the shape of tent, is where the books begins.

From Tent

First,
Smooth dirt.
No rocks or roots.
Next, sharp stakes, poles,
Strong nylon rope. Shake, snap.

In addition to Tent, the girl tells about/the following things:

• a sleeping bag in which she is “a caterpillar/in a cozy cloth cocoon”
• an abandoned cabin with a “dirt floor carpeted in damp green moss”
• a bait shop with “faded snapshots/of folks with the fish/they caught at this lake”
• a cave that “breathes icy and ancient/measuring time with slow drips”
• an old truck whose “chrome grille is a shy, wistful grin”
  

The book also includes poems about animals a camper might typically encounter while out in the wild: a doe, a chipmunk, a moose, an owl, as well as smaller creatures--an annoying mosquito and gray spiders “spinning silver/looping silky lines/through smoky wisps/of campfire, coffee steam/and early morning mist.”

Not all the poems are about animals and things…there are poems about the girl’s camping experiences and her communing with nature. She tells of sitting around the campfire, toasting marshmallows, spending time alone in a field, going fishing, rowing a boat out to an island with her mother, wading through a hillside of wild mustard, going for a walk in the forest, skipping rocks on a river, and sleeping outside under the stars.

From Sleeping Outside,

Small me,
still wide awake
under a wide starred sky,
almost--almost--feeling the earth
turning.

It is evident that the young girl has enjoyed her time spent camping with her family. In the final poem, Flannel, the girl speaks about her plaid camping shirt that still holds the scents and reminders of her wonderful vacation.

From Flannel

I keep it hidden
in my bottom drawer--
where no one will find it
and wash away
my memories.


The thirty poems in Toasting Marshmallows evoke the sights, sounds, and experiences of a summer camping trip well. The tone is quiet and respectful of nature--just like the young girl narrator.

Kate Kiesler’s oil paintings complement George’s text beautifully. The night scenes really transport one to the country where many more stars are visible in the dark sky. Text and art pair well to take readers on this “virtual’ camping trip.

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Click here to read my review of two other books of summer poems: Douglas Florian’s Summersaults and Rebecca Kai Dotlich’s Lemonade Sun and Other Summer Poems.

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At Blue Rose Girls, I have a poem by Marge Piercy entitled More Than Enough.

Sarah Reinhard has the Poetry Friday Roundup this week.

Time to Write the Poems!

Back in mid-March, one of my favorite bloggers, Robin Brande, decided she needed to take time off from blogging to focus her attention on writing books. Well, like Robin, I recently decided that it was time for me to focus more of my energies on writing new poems for publication and on polishing the poetry manuscripts I have written to date. I’m not going to be teaching my children’s literature course any longer...so I will be able to do just that.

At present, I am working on two new poetry collections--one I began writing last fall and one I just started writing in April. Both of these collections require me to do a lot of research and reading. It’s fun--but time-consuming. I still plan to blog--but working on my poetry will be my top priority for some time.

There are two special ladies I want to thank for their support and advice...and for encouraging me to write and submit my work to publishers.

Thank you, Janet Wong! Thank you, Grace Lin!