Saturday morning day begins early and in a quiet way from prayers to plans for kitchen work today
And I remember this poem:
peaceful morning a prayer from childhood still withme
Published in Bundled Wildflowers, Haiku Society of America 2020 Members’ Anthology. Bryan Rickert, Editor. The Daily Haiku: Nov. 10, 2020 at Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog.
Today I am reading the new WestWard Quarterly, The Magazine of Family Reading. Shirley Anne Leonard is the Editor, and Dr. Richard Leonard is the Publisher.
Two of my poems that have been published in this print magazine:
spruce tree branches by the windows each day a painting
Winter 2021
L ove of literature I nspires countless B eautiful hours of R eading many A uthors, and sometimes R ereading beloved books Y early
I remember my first published poem, written in high school.
I love to sit and dream of days long past, Of a chubby, brown-haired girl Dressed in checks and stripes, a feather- plumed hat on her head– Sitting in her little doll room Eating a pound of potato chips –laughing–
Published in Parnassus in Print (1971) and The Discerning Poet (2004). Reprinted here on December 27, 2009.
As I thought of the prompt for today, one memory led to another. I often write about the language arts. I remember libraries and also the wonder of owning a few books. Still a wonder. Crayons and crafts, learning to cook, and working at a bakery in high school. In college, at UW-Madison, I worked at a Pizza Hut as a cook and waitress.
A few years ago, I read Becoming Madeleine: a biography of the author of A Wrinkle In Time by her Granddaughters Charlotte Jones Voiklis and Lena Roy (Farrar Straus Giroux Books for Young Readers. Copyright 2018 by Crosswicks, Ltd.). You can learn about the book here. It is a unique work, and the design is beautiful. I think I will reread a little today.