I’ve decided to upload videos of me reading all my children’s books as a service to parents and teachers who are looking for ways to keep kids entertained and engaged with books while we’re all stuck indoors much of the day. Tea and blazing fire included at no extra charge. First installment:
I’m hard on books. I read them in the bath, dog ear pages (though never write in them), splay them face down. With paperbacks that is. Hardcover usually gets treated better. But yesterday I was reading a hardcover of Hemingway’s Old Man and the Sea and had to stop myself from dog-earing a favorite passage. A sudden thought struck me—though in pristine condition, the book had been gathering dust in my bookshelf for decades; I checked the copyright page. Sure enough, it was a bona fide first edition. Rare, collectible, and worth many thousands of dollars. Or priceless, depending on point of view. And I came THAT close to ruining it.
In the future I will be a better person.
Wrote this little joke in honor of all the snow we’ve had this winter:
Armageddon mighty tired OF ALL THIS SNOW!!!!!!!
Do I have a future as a joke writer? Or should I keep my day job?
In honor of National Poetry month, I bravely post here my very first, and likely last, poem, inspired by Richard Blanco’s wonderful poem for the President’s inauguration, <a title=”One Today” href=”http://www.richard-blanco.com/inaugural-poet/one-today.php”>One Today</a>, and by his equally wonderful reading in Portland earlier this month.
Why I Don’t Write Poems
When it came time to pen
his poem about America, fellow
Mainer Richard Blanco wrote about
a school bus “pencil yellow.”
No one asked me to write that ode
but if they had
it would have been a
a school bus “mustard-yellow.”
And that is why
Richard Blanco is a poet