Hit: Poems about Reading - Part I of 2

[Judy Seck <jseck@LSD.K12.MI.US>]

LM_Net is great!  Thanks for all the help.  Ending my reading month with a
couple of great poems about reading thanks to this group!

Judy Seck


READING POEMS

        "The Reading Mother"

You may have tangible wealth untold.
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be--
I had a Mother who read to me.
                         by Strickland Gillilan


It's by Lee Bennett Hopkins.

Good books.
Good times.
Good stories.
Good rhymes.
Good beginnings.
Good ends.
Good people.
Good friends.
Good fiction.
Good facts.
Good adventures.
Good acts.
Good stories.  Good rhymes.
GOOD books.  GOOD times!


Read All About It

about it

you have to sit your face
inside a while
and bite and chew
and swallow and smile
to know that books
are really pizza pies
and chocolate
cakes

you have to read until
 your stomach aches
and stuff your eyes
with frosting and tomato
sauce
then make a sandwich with
ripe poems between a
monster and a
basketball

read all

--Arnold Adoff


(The author of following possibly Judith Viorst)

Well, I'm lying here and I'm sick in bed
With a terrible, horrible pain in my head,
And these funny bumps that my mom says look
like the chicken pox,  and my  -  Oh, Wow  - a  book.
And the bandaids (six) for the spots I hurt
When I fell on stones when I missed the dirt
And my  -  Oh, Wow  - book, and my swollen thumb
That the door slammed on, and my aching stom-ach from thirds on root beer
and fifths on pie,
And my  -  Oh, Wow  -  book, that I'm not gonna die
'Til I finish.



The bookshop

The bookshop has a thousand books all colors, hues, and tinges.
And every cover is a door,
That turns on magic hinges!

Eating Poetry by  Mark Strand
I
Eating Poetry
Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
The librarian does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad and she walks with her hands in her dress.
The poems are gone.
The light is dim.
The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.
Their eyeballs roll,their blond legs burn like brush.
The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.
She does not understand.
When I get on my knees and lick her hand,she screams.
I am a new man,
I snarl at her and bark,
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.



PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER
by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON


Summer fading, winter comes --
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs,
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.

All the pretty things put by,
Wait upon the children's eye,
Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,
In the picture story-books.

We may see how all things are
Seas and cities, near and far,
And the flying fairies' looks,
In the picture story-books.

How am I to sing your praise,
Happy chimney-corner days,
Sitting safe in nursery nooks,
Reading picture story-books?


A BOOK
by EMILY DICKINSON
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take .
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!

Judy Seck             jseck@lsd.k12.mi.us
Teacher & Librarian
Willow Elementary School
Lansing  MI  48915

V & F   517 325 7348

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