People who have been reading the poem of the week on this blog for years now must think, seeing this week’s selection, Wow, does this woman love Naomi Shihab Nye. And they would be right. Sometimes, walking down the street, I recite lines from her poems, maybe because they’re beautiful, maybe because they make me feel … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Naomi Shihab Nye
I dedicated my brand-new picture book, Percy, Dog of Destiny, to my dear friend Judy Osborn. Why? Take a look at that handsome dog below. His name is Wrigley, and he’s one of the astonishing American Vet Dogs, trained to provide moral support to our troops and veterans. (See the goggles and weights on Wrigley’s back? … Continue reading The dedication behind the dedication
That dapper little gentleman to the left is our dog, Petey. Petey is almost fourteen, and every day he wears a bandanna from his large collection. He loves pig ears. He will wade with great caution into the lake if he can a) see the bottom clearly and b) only up to his chest, at … Continue reading Send me photos of your dogs and their toys!
I wanted to write about why I love this poem so much, but it grabbed me by the throat and told me that it could speak for itself, thanks. This Is a Migrant Poem, by Miguel M. Morales This is a migrant poem a farmworking poem, a poem that covers itself in long sleeves to … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Miguel M. Morales
Behold the beautiful cover of my sister Holly’s beautiful new children’s novel Matylda, Bright and Tender (a title I love so much that I say it to myself over and over). Matylda is a leopard gecko, cared for with wonder and devotion by two nine-year-old best friends named Guy and Sussy. There’s a special kinship between Guy … Continue reading “Matylda, Bright and Tender”
A long, long time ago I read Innumeracy, a slender, astonishing book by the mathematician John Allen Paulos, in which he explains how the inability of most of us to deal rationally with enormous numbers results in confused personal decisions and public policy as well as susceptibility to pseudoscience of all kinds. In one chapter Paulos lays … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Tim Nolan
August 25th, 1849 My dear Mary, You would long since have received a letter from me had it not have been for want of leisure. You who have lived here must remember what a scene of hurry & bustle the house always presents, but more particularly in the Summer season, and although my own little … Continue reading My dear Mary