Happy National Poetry Month!
Welcome to Day 16 of this Year's Poem Farm Project!
Find the Complete April 2015 Poem and Song List Here
First, I would like to welcome all old and new friends to The Poem Farm this April. Spring is a busy time on all farms, and this one is no exception. Each April, many poets and bloggers take on special poetry projects, and I'm doing so too. You can learn all about Sing That Poem! and how to play on my April 1st post, where you will also find the list of the whole month's poems and tunes as I write and share them. If you'd like to print out a matching game page for yourself, you can find one here, and during April 2015, you'll be able to see the song list right over there in the left hand sidebar.
Yesterday's poem was You and Me. Here is the tune that goes along with it, below. Did you figure it out?
And here, below, is today's poem. Look at the song list in the sidebar or on your matching form to see if you can puzzle out which tune matches this one.
Photo by Amy LV
Students - Today's poem is about something that always strikes me. Old barns. Whenever I drive here near home or far away in other rural areas, I fall in love with barn after barn. There are so many stories in old barns, and I wish that I could bewitch each old barn I see...bewitch it into talking for just five minutes...so that I could learn the stories from its past.
Yesterday, I had a long drive home from Vermont, after two delightful days teaching in the Georgia Elementary and Middle School. On my way, I passed many old barns, and the one you see above simply stole my heart.
Today's poem is a simple verse, full of simple solid noun-words: barn, moon, cow, cats, children. I wanted my poem to feel sturdy and safe, just like a steady barn. I wrote it while driving, in my head, once again stopping at gas stations to jot on the paper below. Because I was driving, most of the revision was invisible...in my old singing head!
The wondrous poet Eve Merriam once said, "I've sometimes spent weeks looking for precisely the right word. It's like having a tiny marble in your pocket, you can just feel it. Sometimes you find a word and say, 'No, I don't think this is it...' Then you discard it, and take another and another until you get it right."
We can all be like Eve, thinking about our writing during all times of day, carrying words in our pocket, patiently waiting and searching for just the right ones.
Poem Draft (Most Revision Done in Head While Driving)
Photo by Amy LV
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