tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post8379967059096280685..comments2024-03-17T12:30:03.009-05:00Comments on Teaching Authors--6 Children's Authors Who Also Teach Writing: Memory Poet-Tree: a Wednesday Writing WorkoutCarmela Martinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15543808551988338496noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-67199306259661841882013-01-19T12:12:14.580-06:002013-01-19T12:12:14.580-06:00I am a big fan of trees in poems (and in real life...I am a big fan of trees in poems (and in real life. :) One of my favorite poems I've ever written is called "What I Thought As I Watched Hurricane Ivan Take Down the Silver Maple in Our Back Yard." Basically it's a poem of tree memories. And now you've reminded me of that, April, and I thank you!Irene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-5178102107233852632013-01-18T17:44:30.746-06:002013-01-18T17:44:30.746-06:00Renee's pine, Fats Suela's mango, Liz'...Renee's pine, Fats Suela's mango, Liz's weeping willow (braiding its hair!), Bridget's orange grove, Tabatha's cherry, Tara's oak, Robyn's special tree, Violet's poplars (I had to pause and find a photo of a poplar--I'm from California!--what a privilege to read about each of your trees.<br /><br />My mom was right.April Halprin Waylandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10760393691320267240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-12986881676902726082013-01-18T17:33:33.589-06:002013-01-18T17:33:33.589-06:00Wonderful prompt--and the photo of your lemon tree...Wonderful prompt--and the photo of your lemon tree looks amazing. My tree is a grove of poplars, within sight of the farmhouse, but far enough away to be a safe haven for all kinds of dreaming and building. We called it the Log Cabin Bush. <br /><br /><a href="http://vnesdolypoems.wordpress.com" rel="nofollow">Violet N.</a>Violet N.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16586574800230604652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-91473933568471903342013-01-18T16:54:59.153-06:002013-01-18T16:54:59.153-06:00Wonderful, April! I'm late making the rounds ...Wonderful, April! I'm late making the rounds this afternoon. Just took a break for a walk and around the road noticed a precious little one posing in a tree as her mom snapped a picture. Reminded me of my own tree-climbing daughter (now about to turn 21). And your post made me think of my own "special tree" growing up. (And the orange trees in our yard in Florida. Must get Joanne's book!)<br /><br />Your poetic homage to just being with a tree makes me smile, too. Thanks for sharing.<br /><br />Robyn Hood Blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07279289715664168026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-16687059735385862322013-01-18T12:59:49.234-06:002013-01-18T12:59:49.234-06:00I am going to have to return to this over the week...I am going to have to return to this over the weekend, when I have time to breathe. But I know the tree I'll choose - the magnigicent oak on our front yard. Tara @ A Teaching Lifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07195982194362559883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-39048126978050272122013-01-18T11:56:30.549-06:002013-01-18T11:56:30.549-06:00I remember that poem from the first time you poste...I remember that poem from the first time you posted it -- definitely a "winner"! My favorite tree from my childhood was a cherry tree. I love Liz's comment about braiding the hair of a weeping willow!Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-55927036120493380822013-01-18T09:16:40.899-06:002013-01-18T09:16:40.899-06:00I'm eager to read Joanne Rocklin's PB! It...I'm eager to read Joanne Rocklin's PB! It reminds me of my childhood growing up in Anaheim - our entire elementary school was surrounded by an orange grove. A great place to play hide and seek after school. I'm inspired to write a poem about it and I will probably put it on my poem-a-day blog. (Though I do keep a separate file of poems that I want to send to publishers.) Thanks for sharing your "Winning" poem - we had plum trees on our block, too. Happy Friday! =)Bridget Mageehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185985167366724404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-34706551302615859912013-01-18T07:34:41.649-06:002013-01-18T07:34:41.649-06:00Yes, I've started to think twice about posting...Yes, I've started to think twice about posting too, but it's such a great way to build a community and to develop skills and voice. It seems a shame to exclude them from publication.<br />I used to braid the hair of a weeping willow.<br />I love the first two lines of your poem. Liz Steinglasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14614059299412727544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-44749953201706836762013-01-17T21:18:16.400-06:002013-01-17T21:18:16.400-06:00April, I used this exercise with my students today...April, I used this exercise with my students today. Some results were good, others need work. They are posting on the class kidblog. I may share this on my own blog, but will be sure to link back. Thanks for a great idea. You are so right, everyone has a tree.Margaret Simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04434866104385187658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-53344252320794474812013-01-17T21:08:30.216-06:002013-01-17T21:08:30.216-06:00Beautiful artwork of the tree. This post reminded ...Beautiful artwork of the tree. This post reminded me of the huge mango tree in our backyard when I was little. One end of the hammock was hugging its trunk. Oh, the memories! Thanks for sharing this with us today. =)Fats Suela from Gathering Bookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10669126888557235026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-72544216669933462142013-01-17T04:53:04.589-06:002013-01-17T04:53:04.589-06:00Now that I am finally starting to submit poems her...Now that I am finally starting to submit poems here and there, I'm thinking twice and thrice about putting them on my blog - I must conserve them JUST IN CASE, right? Sigh.<br /><br />I love this exercise and am sharing it on FB. The tree I'm writing about is a pine tree on the small mountain across from the house I grew up in. You can individuate this particular tree from the house since it's the biggest pine around. The neighborhood kids hiked up there for years (through the cornfield, across the sledding hill, over the broken stone wall, up a steeper hill overgrown with tall hay-like stuff). We used that tall hay-like stuff to build a thatched fort in the bottom branches that were very low to the ground. I went back a few years ago and you can still see my name carved in a branch.<br /><br />Thanks for the memories, April!Renee LaTulippehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13520719663052253627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-82569315540833922852013-01-17T01:58:19.074-06:002013-01-17T01:58:19.074-06:00Merci, Linda.
A good start indeed:
I climbed it
s...Merci, Linda.<br />A good start indeed:<br /><br />I climbed it<br />sat in it<br />swung from it...<br /><br />more!April Halprin Waylandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10760393691320267240noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3934041490878801751.post-63800069848331329782013-01-16T23:25:49.856-06:002013-01-16T23:25:49.856-06:00I love the idea, & somewhere else I read about...I love the idea, & somewhere else I read about asking people to write about trees. This particular article said that there always was a memory, just as you said, April. The tree I'd write about is in one of my grandparents' back yard. They said it was 'my' tree. I climbed it & sat in it. I swung from a tree that hung over a branch. It's late so I won't finish, but wanted to tell you I enjoyed the post!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.com