Friday, April 24, 2015

Poetry Month: Night Song 24 of 30

Today our first graders spent some time with poet, Amy Ludwig VanDerwater, discussing poetry.  OH.  MY.  GOODNESS.  During our Skype call Amy shared the different points of view she sometimes uses to write poetry.  She shared the story of the small creature she watched racing in and out of a wall.  She talked about the many ways she could write about that.  One way she shared was by writing AS the creature (or other animal/object/etc.).  She called this a MASK poem.  After our time with her, we talked about the ways we might write our poetry.  I was telling a student about the coyotes I hear each night in the field behind our house.  I decided, after Amy's conversation, to write a poem as the coyote for Poetry Friday.  

Image:  Rebecca Richardson (2008)
via WikiMedia Commons
NIGHT SONG
When the sun
is replaced
by the night sky,
     I call.

When the moon
rises, faintly lighting
the earth below,
     I call.

When the stars look
down upon the world
gently twinkling,
     I call.

In the dark night
others join
the chorus;
     I call.

While others rest,
     I roam.
While others sleep,
     I hunt.
While others hide,
     I seek.
In the silence,
     I call.

You hear me,
     howling deep into the night.

© Cathy L. Mere



Thanks to Margaret SimonLeigh Anne EckMichelle HaseltineLinda BaieJulieanne Harmatz, and Kevin Hodgson for giving the final push.  We are linking using the hashtag #digipoetry.  I have to also thank my everyday poetry mentors Mary Lee Hahn & Amy Ludwig Vanderwater.  They continually inspire me.  You'll find more poetry on the sidebar. 


It's Poetry Friday!  Stop by No Water River where Renée LaTulippe hosts today's parade of wondrous words.









4 comments:

  1. This is stunning, Cathy. I wish that I wrote it. The strength of each word matches the power of a predator like this. And your turn at the end, to the reader, is perfect. Thank you for sharing this with me. I'm keeping it. xo

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  2. You certainly captured this predator and the night sky...

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  3. A day with Amy - I'm green with envy! I still recall the session I attended with her at All Write several summers ago. I love the structure in this poem - the three lines in each stanza before "I call", the three word lines in the next to last stanza, and then that one long line - "howling deep into the night." It's brilliant!

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  4. I love the repetition, and like Amy said, the turn at the end!

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