My dogs.
| Tarah interrupting my reading. |
| Isabelle |
| Bella’s too big for the love seat now |
| Trying to nap |
My dogs.
| Tarah interrupting my reading. |
| Isabelle |
| Bella’s too big for the love seat now |
| Trying to nap |
The opening poem, in African Acrostics, reminds me of Shel Silverstein’s “invitation to young readers”:
What follows is a well-written and unique poetry book with very real, close-up animal portraits. The beginning poem tells the reader just what an acrostic poem is, which is helpful. Many of us regard an acrostic poem as one made up of the letters of a name, but the form is much broader than that. Harley uses a variety of words to form her poems, which makes the reader work to relate the names to each animal. It is an inspiring method and serves to bring this form of poetry to life. For example: the ostrich poem anchor word is “fatherly advice” and the poem relays a father’s wisdom to his son. The father teaches his child to ignore humans (they only want your feathers) and to enjoy life for who he is! I now want to sit with my family and make acrostic poems on Christmas morning. Animal, poetry and nature lovers should unite over this beautifully done book. I can’t wait to share it with students and teachers in the new year.
***This post has been in my brain for several days but much has kept me from my computer. Then today I had a “crown lengthening” done and oh, my the pain that followed-and I have a fairly high threshold-was astounding! I had to take a painkiller (half) to get me through the last half of the day. All I can hope is the pain will diminish so I can enjoy Christmas.
Be Peaceful,
michelle