Dorothy as Pharmakos

Elan Mudrow

by Crafter

You find yourself out of the binaries, out of the black and white, where the plains no longer exist. You find yourself in color. This comes after years of crafting your skill, to escape the gravity of black and white. You find that little people inhabit color. They name themselves like a confectionary, as if easily edible, munched upon, Munchkins. You like them at first, but they’re pushy, stressed out little things. You just got into color and now they want you to leave. No one told you this would happen. How could you know, being from the black and white? The little people are noisy, skipping in circles on a brick road, round and round, in a horde. And they’re obnoxious. They sing songs in a nasal tone and have secret societies like lollipop guilds! You should be scared, but you are just too damned nice, innocent…

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THURSDAY THOUGHTS: TEACHING POETRY TO 5TH GRADERS

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Shel Silverstein is a staple in 5th grade.  Many years ago, while teaching 5th grade, I received Light in the Attic for my birthday.  I brought it and Where the Sidewalk Ends, its companion, in to class where I shared it with small groups.  I let them find their favorite funny pictures and accompanying poems and mark them with bookmarks they had designed themselves.  I read a few favorites aloud in class, showing the drawings on the video camera.  We did this in the few minutes before lunch or after PE for a “settle down” effect.

To integrate poetry with a grammar lesson later, students were asked to supply a noun for each blank in Richard Armor’s poem, “Money.” Then we compared our answers with the original which follows:

Money

__________earn it.

__________burn it.

__________lend it.

__________spend it.

__________fake it.

__________take it.

___________leave it.

__________receive it.

__________save it.

__________crave it.

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Reading a Classic, Slaughter House Five: A Review

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I was sure I had read this book back in 1969 when it was first published; in fact, I told someone I had.  This was not true.  I have read so many things about it, that I thought I’d read it.  Kurt Vonnegut’s semi-autobiographical, satirical novel deals with time travel and experiences during WWII.  It is strange, but strangely appealing.

Billy Pilgrim, the protagonist is not an appealing person.  In his PSTD and mental state, he thinks and recalls vividly that he had been abducted by the Tralfmadorians, beings from another planet. Pilgrim’s life journey, reflective of Pilgrim’s Progress, journeys through life and through time and recounts his experiences to the reader.  Some are quite believable, like living through the bombing of Dresden, others are not. Seeing a great many deaths of both friends and enemies and relatives, Billy Pilgrim accepts the philosophy of, “so it goes.”  He applies this…

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Reflections #WorldPoetryDay

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Ancient bowls of stone
Embracing earth holds the sky
Clouds mirror themselves
Within the silver surface
I am myself reflected

Dawn breaks, waking to beauty. I am a bridge between worlds. Far below, the valley sleeps beneath the veil, unknowing and unknown. The intimate embrace of earth-born mist dances with the cool caress of the sky. The breath of morning shimmers and shifts, smoke within the bowl. Breathless possibility breaks my fast as I drink the tears of morning. We are kindred spirits.

 Empyreal flame
Vivifying motes of dust
As Eden weeps

Colleen’s poetry challenge

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A FEW MORE QUOTES ABOUT BOOKS

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Recently I blogged giving some of my favorite quotes about books.  Here are a few more I didn’t have room for:

“There are worse things than burning books; one of them is not reading them.”  Poet Joseph Bradsky

“A  classic is a book people have heard of, but never read.”  Mark Twain

“A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.” Italo Calvino

“The man who does not read has no advantage over the man who can not read.” Mark Twain

” A great book should leave you many experiences, and slightly exhausted.  You should lead several lives while reading.” William Styron

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St. Patrick’s Day Special – Irish Weather – The Musical – Narrated by renowned author – I.V.E. Mildew

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Welcome to the St. Patrick’s Day Special and my name is I.V.E. Mildew, a raconteur, author, graffiti artist and bon vivant. I have lived all my life amongst the warm hearted and generous people’s of this Isle and delight in sharing its bounteous beauty.

Ireland is renowned for its lush emerald green scenery, ancient history, singing, dancing and an abundance of the wet stuff. No, not the dark stuff served up around the world, but the reason why Guinness tastes so much better when drunk here in Ireland, and what makes our clover so bright and green.

That would be the rain my friends.

In the space of a couple of hours you can experience all of the moods and variations that the Irish weather has to offer. For over 200 days of the year that usually involves a drop of the grand soft drizzle to tumultuous downpours that…

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MONDAY MUSINGS

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A book that has caused me to muse on faith and its various manifestations for the past few weeks is Anne Lamott’s Traveling Mercies. Published in 1999 by this renowned essayist and novelist, it’s messages are still just as relevant as ever.

As one critic said, Lamott can be “…both reverent and irreverent in the same lifetime…sometimes in the same breath.” She gives the reader stories of her life and about her son, Sam, at an early age.  It is “tough, personal, affectionate, wise, and very funny.” It covers from her troubled past through her enlightened life today.  My favorite essay was from the “Fambly” section, titled “Mom”.  In it Lamott writes, “In the photo (of her mother and herself) I am looking over at her with enormous gentleness because I sometimes feel this…But I was only feeling this about half the time that day. The rest of the time…

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