Poetry Month Happenings
First, I love that Portland changed the Time & Temperature building message for National Poetry Month.
Of course, because of space limitations, it sort of reads like Cookie Monster yelling at you, but still, it made me smile.
Second, the boys were so inspired by Alan Katz’s video on Katie Davis’s blog (though they have also been on kind of an Alan Katz kick lately anyway, but the video gave them a push). Here’s Henry’s Alan-Katzian poem:
He said he spelled Crash with a K because “it’s more sound effecty.” (If you can’t tell what’s going on in the poem/picture: the boy has sawn the house to bits, including, as Henry told me with a mite more enthusiasm than I was comfortable with: “Sawing off the banister and spindles and using that as a ladder!”)
Eli’s poem isn’t written down yet, but he’s repeated it 50 billion times, so I have memorized it and can tell you what it is:
My mom went bananas,
My dad blew his stack,
Because I threw my baseball
At his new Cadillac.
Happy Poetry Month!