Sitting on my porch on a summer’s eve ….

Long summer days turn into late evening dinners and we sit on our back porch until it gets dark. We enjoy listening to the rustling in the bushes as the occasional possum makes its way through our yard. I was leafing through Knock at a Star and came across this poem by Deborah Chandra. It made me think about us, sitting on our back porch….

Porch Light

At night
the porch light
catches moths
and holds them,
trapped
and
flapping,
in a tight
yellow fist.
Only when I
turn the switch
will it loosen
its hot
grip.

Deborah Chandra

Poetry Friday Roundup

Advertisements

Treasure within!

Dr Martin Luther King, Jr. elementary school

Dr Martin Luther King, Jr. elementary school

Well, I stopped by school to see my classroom for the first time today. It was very exciting! I spent the better part of the day sorting through books and organizing math manipulatives. I picked up my class list in the office, and made a few entries on my “to do” list.

While walking to my classroom, I was struck by the beautiful mosaics that adorn the hallways . It’s amazing what a difference real, student created art (under the expert guidance of local artist Jess Regelson) makes on an environment. They are all magnificent, but this one is especially fun with back to school in mind!:

Inspiration mosaic

Inspiration mosaic

I’m looking forward to the year ahead, but there is much to do between now and August 25th! Yikes, stripes!!

Lazy Sunday

Harry and Vincent on their chair

Harry and Vincent on their chair

It’s been one of those long, lazy Sunday afternoons in the middle of summer, and Harry and Vincent are just chillin’ on their favorite old chair. Vincent enjoys the view from the top of the back cushion, and Harry is content to lay across the seat and gaze at the floor. Not much else for a cat and dog to do on a Sunday in July!

Time of Wonder

Summer always reminds me of one of my favorite children’s books, by a favorite author. Robert McCloskey was awarded the Caldecott Medal in 1958 for his beautifully illustrated book, TIme of Wonder. This family story, set in Maine, was McCloskey’s first book to have full-color illustrations. His water colors evoke the feelings of discovery, contentment, closeness, and timeless wonder of a summer vacation spent on Penobscot Bay. The writing is especially beautiful, and the reader is pulled into the words as well as the pictures. I love the way time passes in this book, and the ending, as the family packs up to leave Maine, is lovely:

Take a farewell look at the waves and sky. Take a farewell sniff of the salty sea. A little bit sad about the place you are leaving, a little big glad about the place you are going. It is a time of quiet wonder—for wondering, for instance: Where do hummingbirds go in a hurricane?”

(The part of the story about the hurricane is the best!)

Vincent “The Chin”

Speaking of summer storms, we have had some serious lightening this past week. I always enjoy a good summer storm, but one of my cats, Vincent “The Chin” was very unnerved by the sounds of thunder. He took refuge in the middle of our bed, and stayed there until the storm passed. I don’t have a picture of him being scared, but here he is, being brave:

It’s Poetry Friday!

A recent series of thunderstorms reminded me of this wonderful collection of short poems by James Stevenson about ordinary, everyday things (mostly in summer).

SUMMER STORM

WHEN THE THUNDERSTORM COMES
PUNCHING ITS WAY THROUGH TOWN,
THE DOG STICKS HER NOSE UNDER THE SOFA.
ALL OF US FLINCH AS THE LIGHTENING HITS,
REVEALED AS CRINGING COWARDS IN THE FLASH.
RAIN HURLS ITSELF INTO THE STREET.
THE OLD HOUSE TREMBLES.
BUT EVERYBODY KNOWS
WHEN THIS LETS UP AND THE SKY TURNS BLUE,
WE’LL THROW OUR SNEAKERS OFF AND RACE
TO MUDDY PUDDLES DEEP AND WARM
AND KICK THE WATER BACK INTO THE SKY.

James Stevenson
Sweet Corn Poems

Poetry Friday Roundup