Let's Write from Museum Postcards!

STORAGE JAR DECORATED WITH MOUNTAIN GOATS, 

Iran, Public Domain

Draft by Amy LV

Students - This week I had the good fortune to visit two schools in Glen Rock, New Jersey.  At Coleman School, I led two assemblies and loved meeting the children and teachers.  And at Hamilton School, where I have visited before, I did some notebook keeping with second graders and wrote about art with fourth graders.  Delightful!

Librarian Lisa Tomaselli asked if I would do this art writing with the two fourth grade classes as she had fallen love with Lee Bennett Hopkins's beautiful WORLD MAKE WAY: NEW POEMS INSPIRED BY ART FROM THE METROPOLITAN MUSEUM OF ART (Abrams.) My poem, Young Ashoka Sundari, lives in these pages.

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So we did!  I spread out all kinds of art postcards, each depicting a piece of art from The Metropolitan Museum of Art.  We looked at several postcards, we each chose one, we took some notes...and we wrote.  I chose the STORAGE JAR DECORATED WITH MOUNTAIN GOATS, and as I wrote about it, I fell in love with it more and more. I now feel connected not only to the goat and the pot...but to the potter.

Poetry about art is called ekphrastic poetry.  Writers and artists of all kinds are often inspired by each others' work, and sometimes when I do not know what to write about, I turn to art.  Many writers do.

If you choose to write about art, consider the point of view you will take in your writing. In this poem, I chose to be the potter, someone you do not even see in the piece.

Grey shared her draft with me at the end of class, and she was kind enough to allow me to share it here with you. Note how Grey clearly chooses which girl's voice to use in her poem. Note how specific she is with her descriptions and imaginings, offering us a possible insight to this young pianist's thoughts. Thank you, Grey! I have invited all of these young poets to all share poems here when they are ready.

Untitled Poemdraft by Grey

Postcard of TWO YOUNG GIRLS AT THE PIANO 

by Auguste Renoir, Public Domain

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                                                    Father's watching in the parlor,

                                                    Sister's helping read the notes,

                                                    I'm looking for the last note G,

                                                    black keys white keys candle hooks,

                                                    I cannot find the last note G,

                                                    I make do with B instead.

                                                    by Grey, 4th Grade Poet, Hamilton School

If you wish to read many wonderful poems inspired by art, I encourage you to visit Irene Latham's Live Your Poem, where each April, she writes and shares ekphrastic poetry under the project heading ARTSPEAK!

This weekend I look forward to the New York Reading Association Conference, where I will speak twice about POEMS ARE TEACHERS.  Will any of you be at this conference?

Kay is hosting this week's Poetry Friday roundup today at A Journey Through the Pages with lovely words inspired by today's morning - chicken feeding - sunrise. Please know that each Poetry Friday, we gather together to share books, and poetry ideas all at one blog.  Everyone is always welcome to visit, comment, and post.  We invite you!

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Who Am I? Poem #335 is a Riddle Poem!

Students - this is a riddle poem.  Last Wednesday had the opportunity to visit Calvin Coolidge Elementary School in Binghamton, NY for three poetry assemblies, and we talked about riddle poems.  In fact, we made some up.  To write a riddle poem of your own, think of some hints about an object or an animal.  List these hints in a mysterious way, giving juuuust enough information to help your reader but not too much information.  Then, ask someone to read your poem with an eye toward solving the riddle.

Did you solve my riddle?  This poem is about March.  As they say, "March comes in like a lion and out like a lamb."

The idea for this poem really came from two places: riddle-land, and the world of writing from expressions.  Give one of these a whirl this week if you're feeling uncertain of what to write about.

Teachers - this month is my last month of a poem each day for one year.  For April, National Poetry Month, I plan to feature poetry in classrooms.  I would love to feature special projects and poetry ideas as well as student work.  Please leave me a comment or send an e-mail to amy at amylv dot com if you are interested in this possibility.

Thank you to Amy Zimmer Merrill for arranging and organizing the wonderful visit to Calvin Coolidge Elementary.  It was such a delight to receive a beautiful flower pot of poems from young writers, eat cookies together, see the welcome sign, and most of all meet with so many warm and open students.  I am grateful to have had a chance to visit and hope to read some more student poems as they make their way to Amy's glittery mailbox!

Dorothy

(named after Dorothy Aldis)

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