Photo by Mark LV
This is not a poem about something that happened at our home today, but something that happens every day...to an animal and a child somewhere in the world. Children care about small animals and say goodbye to them in kind ways. Our side yard (the side near the cornfield), is partly a graveyard for little animals: wild birds, chickens, mice, voles...
One of my favorite scenes in children's literature is when the wonderful artist-alcoholic Mick, in Gary Paulsen's THE MONUMENT, knows he will find find a small animal grave in some bushes. No one tells him it is there, but as an artist, he knows. Of course it would be there.
Students - Today I knew that I wanted to write a quieter poem; I was just feeling quiet inside. And when you write, this is something to think about. Ask yourself, "What is my mood?" We are each filled with rooms and rooms of life and thought, and as writers, we can explore them all. Half of our work is to listen carefully to what we are feeling as well as what we are thinking.
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