May 11, 2005

  • Acrostics


    Ms. 7 was telling me about her poetry studies.  "Give me a word," she said.  "Because," I said.  "Okay, now give me one line per letter."  I did, between filling lunch boxes.  I wasn't satisfied. 


    "You do one while I shower," I told her.  "Give me a word," she said.  "Winter," I returned, dashing off to the bathroom. 


    She read me her result in a shout from the kitchen.  I didn't complain about the loud voice.  I was very satisfied.



    Mine


    Because the crow called

    even though the sun was not risen

    called hauntingly

    across the sky

    unabashed

    selflessly

    especially then I thought of you.

     

     

    Hers


    Winter when the snow falls

    in the snow we play

    not the warmest month

    turtles are not out yet

    enter the still cold

    race to spring time!

     

    "She wrote that?" asks Steve.  Yes, and I wouldn't have believed it unless I'd seen it with my own eyes, but this (proud, can we say very proud?) Mom definitely saw.

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