The first song on Natalie Merchant's album Leave Your Sleep is Nursery Rhyme of Innocence and Experience , by Charles Causley, a title ...

Here is a video of "Maggie and Milly and Molly and May," performed by Natalie Merchant and based upon the poem by E.E. Cummings. I...

I uploaded the Jack Frost song yesterday on A Storytelling of Crows . You might wonder why I don't simply post these songs on this blog...

What I have been working on these last few days: 1. Preparing for storytelling gigs. 2. Sewing for the store and for the school auction. 3. ...

New York Times article: Vatican’s Celestial Eye, Seeking Not Angels but Data , by George Johnson: Last year, in an opening address at a con...

While I applaud everyone who does features for April is National Poetry Month , I must admit I've never felt the particular call to foll...

Photo from the BBC South Yorkshire Winter Photos site The golden crocus reaches up To catch a sunbeam in her cup. -Walter Crane Last May, wh...

Ever since 1987, I've wanted to write for the J. Peterman Company . Whenever I write a description for an auction catalog item, J. Peter...

This day has come around again. Thanks to Elaine Magliaro for introducing me to Sherman Alexie's Grief Calls Us to the Things Of This W...

Lear's drawing of a Dolomphious Duck using a runcible spoon to catch spotted frogs for dinner After listening to Edward Lear's poem...

For Tricia's (The Miss Rumphius Effect) Monday Poetry Stretch , Terrell of Alone on a Limb presents a Labor Day Acrostic and an inform...

Today's Poetry Monday Stretch at The Miss Rumphius Effect is an acrostic. An acrostic is a poem in which the first letter of the lines...

Hey! Tomorrow I'm heading over to The Miss Rumphius Effect for Tricia's Monday Poetry Stretch . As Robert Frost would say, " Y...

I asked Elaine Magliaro from Wild Rose Reader to give me a poem she'd like to hear set to music. She gave me four. How cool is that? (A...

Replay: Arithmetic is where numbers fly is an old post I wrote about Carl Sandburg. The post has a link to the short film made from Carl Sa...

When I was a newbie librarian, I was ambitious about introducting poetry into my storytimes. For the poem "Someone," I turned down...

Ars Poetica by Archibald MacLeish A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit, Dumb As old medallions to the thumb, Silent as the s...

A bat is born , Naked and blind and pale His mother makes a pocket of her tail And catches him. He clings to her long fur By his thumbs and ...

My mom sent me two packages of various items she'd kept for me over the years. In one of the packages was my complete juvenalia... not ...

From The Quangle Wangle's Hat , by Edward Lear On the top of the Crumpetty Tree The Quangle Wangle sat, But his face you could not see, ...