Poems In My Attic

A 7 year old girl exploring in grandma s attic finds a box of poems her mother wrote as a child.

Poems in my attic. I looked over at the staircase to the attic and there stood a moose. In my attic poem by sumit ganguly. Each subsequent set of pages pairs a poem written by the girl with one by her mama. But i won t shed a tear i will not feel pathetic.

This is the room to keep my excesses also broken items from chair to furnaces my oncetreasures though usable. My hands were glowing and so were my cheeks. Blue eyes by elyse marinos. A clear midnight walt whitman.

And i won t forget to put roses on your grave. Garden homage medbh mcguckian. Throughout the many storms of life. Send me dead flowers by the mail.

Poems in the attic is a great poetry book for grades 3 5. Recently i asked her a few questions about this project and why she chose it. Photos today are by cynthia linville sacramento. There was a bowl of cookies on the table and i started feeding them to him.

Residing within the shadows of my attic. Poems in the attic. But the moose was calm just looking around. My house i say robert louis stevenson.

Nothing ever seems frantic and slowly i will sink. Leading to your restful inner sanctuary. The time this house was bought when it was caked with dust. I plummet down into my thoughts reflecting on my miserable past.

Poems in the attic. And then momma went berserk. Where the warmth of welcome still exists. In my dusty little attic i take my time to think.

Poems in the attic gr 1 4 during a visit to grandma s a seven year old girl discovers a stash of poems in the attic written by her mother as a child. I nearly jumped out of my skin. In my dusty little attic. Send me dead flowers to my wedding.

A picture book is not complete without the art and i ve been fortunate to have my books illustrated by some of the finest artists in the children s book business. The book follows a young girl who finds her mothers poems written in tanka verse a popular japanese style of poetry from when she was a small child. On each lefthand page grimes chasing freedom words with wings has her narrator write in short bursts of free verse while on the right side pages the poems her mother wrote are in the japanese five line formtanka. The snowfall is so silent miguel de unamuno.

The last stanza speaks to me the most and is my fave. I felt healthy and wise. She reads about her mother s experience of moving around the world as her father was in the military. He walked over to me.