Thursday, October 9, 2008
Honeybee

Consolation
This morning the newspaper
was too terrible to deliver
so the newsboy just pitched out
a little sheaf
of Kleenex.
Another one that I really love is:
Don't Say
God said.
You made it up
then put it in God's pocket.
God may have thrown it out already.
Much of Nye's poetry is centered on peace. She has little use for the Bush administration, as evidenced in this poem:
Culture of Life
George W. Bush believes
in a "culture of life."
This is very interesting to those
who have recently died
because of his decisions.
They discuss it regularly.
What could they have done
differently?
to be alive?
If only they had been born
in another country
or lived in a different neighborhood,
the culture might have included them too.
Actually they liked life a lot.
They can't stop thinking about
their teacups and blankets.
The scent of sheep wool
in a warm room.
Click of almond shells
in a bowl.
That simple coming-home feeling
when someone happy to see you
greets you.
Never could they have imagined
being dead and thinking about teacups.
There are also poems of little things in life that having nothing to do with war or politics. This one made me smile.
While You Were Out
A crow
with a yellow Post-it note
stuck to its beak
paused on the feeder
beyond the window
looked around twice
nodded its head
then flew away.
Big Day
at the office.
Like most poetry, this book was very nice to sit and read for a few quiet minutes every day, and not all at once.
Also, I feel like I should disclose that I was not a huge fan of the poems about Honeybees.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Kissing Tennessee by Kathi Appelt

(Oh, and I believe that's a dress on the cover...NOT a tunic, Joan! Although there are also pants. This could be a whole new thing for us, ladies!)
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Melting Stones

Evvy was rescued from the streets and also has memories of war which make trusting those around her particularly difficult and lead to a number of problems throughout this story. She does begin to thaw a little, but not so much that we are left with a tidy happily-ever-after ending.
It's been so long since last Evvy was in a book that I wished I had reread "Street Magic" before picking this one up. There were holes in my memory of her story. Still, it was enjoyable and I look forward to the rest of the quartet.
(AND it shows a girl wearing a dress on the cover. I just mention it...)
Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman
Cute and funny in a way that only Neil Gaiman can make fraud, murder, and voodoo cute and funny.
Charles Nancy learns his father has died and then he learns that his father was Anansi the Spider. Hilarity ensues. I should say chaos, then hilarity interspersed throughout...but sort of an understated, sarcastic hilarity.
Friday, October 3, 2008
The Measure of a Lady

The most significant thing about this book is that it fits into our favorite genre, books with covers featuring pictures of women in dresses from the waist down. Maybe some day I'll figure out how to put a picture in the post, and you'll see for yourself.
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