Illustration from What's Inside a Flower |
Last week, I wrote about a poem Ann E. Burg wrote for me and my colleague Susan James, but I didn't share a poem I wrote to Susan and Ann as a response. It seems pertinent to share here as the last lines comes from Ishy Wooley (named after Ishmael) who heard me complaining about the rain one day and gave me his beautiful wisdom. Of course, he said, "fwowers," instead of flowers...but I didn't think it worked as well in the poem (instead, it looked like a typo).
Springing Forward
for Ann and Susan
Fat boys hate summer sun,
yet forgive it in winter,
despite necessary squints
from the blinding light
that ricochets across fields of snow…
a bright reminder
there’s always Pandora’s hope.
In summer,
fat boys hate heat,
especially on mile four
when humidity
soaks the socks, shorts, & shirts,
leaving a Gulf Shore
of sweat
under each
armpit.
He welcomes gray clouds then,
to bumper and stain raindrops
& cold possibilities across his face.
“You can’t hate the rain,”
says a little boy
trampolining through the puddles.
“How else you gonna get the flowers?”
Rachel Ignotofsky details exactly how flowers are flowers, and I can't wait to work with my pre-service teachers and the kids today. She has crafted the PERFECT text. As many remarked yesterday on Twitter, this is a must have for every library and school. I actually think it belongs in every environmental science and biology classroom, too.
Shoot. It's is a textbook for florists and botanists.
It's simply a remarkable gift for readers of informational, non-fiction texts. Each and every illustration is a discussion on its own. I can't wait to dig in this morning with others. New life goal - to read more of this writer's craft!
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