Phenomenal Woman (Monday Poem)

by  Maya Angelou

 

 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,   

The stride of my step,   

The curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,   

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.   

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,   

And the flash of my teeth,   

The swing in my waist,   

And the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

They say they still can’t see.   

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,   

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,   

The bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

The need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

from The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou 

1994, Random House

Lift Every Voice and Sing (Monday Poem)

by James Weldon Johnson

Lift every voice and sing   

Till earth and heaven ring,

Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;

Let our rejoicing rise

High as the listening skies,

Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,

Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us.   

Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,

Let us march on till victory is won.

Stony the road we trod,

Bitter the chastening rod,

Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;   

Yet with a steady beat,

Have not our weary feet

Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,

We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,

Out from the gloomy past,   

Till now we stand at last

Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.

God of our weary years,   

God of our silent tears,

Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;

Thou who hast by Thy might   

Led us into the light,

Keep us forever in the path, we pray.

Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,

Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee;

Shadowed beneath Thy hand,   

May we forever stand.   

True to our God,

True to our native land.

 from: www.pbs.org

Dictionary Dare (Monday Poem)

by Deborah Ruddell


Lift my chunky syllables,
my pound of nouns,
by burly verbs.

Raise me above your head,
feel the quiet weight
of words.




from Jumping Off the Library Shelves: A Book of Poems
selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins
illustrated by Jane Manning
2015, WordSong

Refuge (Monday Poem)

by Nikki Grimes


My library comes into view.
Almost there!
I sprint the last few yards,
charge up the stone steps, breathless,
and push through the double doors,
smiling at the sweet kingdom of story
inviting me in
to rest, explore--
to dream.


from Jumping Off the Library Shelves: A Book of Poems
selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins
illustrated by Jane Manning
2015, WordSong 

How Billy Collins Writes a Poem (Monday Poem)

by Marjory Wentworth


When you first wake up, notice
how your mother's voice, calling
you to breakfast, sounds like a fire alarm.
Watch the steam rising off your oatmeal
like tiny clouds and guess where it goes.

Pay attention to the smallest things:
a fly buzzing near the kitchen window,
bright rocks in the driveway,
the handful of marbles in your pocket--
the sound they make when you walk.

Imagine that the leaves spinning in the wind
on the walk to school are alien ships
and that barking dogs belong to a prince.
At night, when the stars seem close
reach up and grab some.

Our lives are made from these things,
and when you describe them,
you discover magic. It's the way
your pen becomes a wand in your hand,
and this may be the only thing you need to know.


celebrating Billy Collins



from Out of Wonder: Poems Celebrating Poets
by Kwame Alexander with Chris Colderley and Marjory Wentworth
illustrated by Ekua Holmes
2017, Candlewick Press 

The Blue Alphabet (Monday Poem)

by Marjory Wentworth


Make a paintbox out of letters;
add water and dip your brush.
Swirl it on the paper with style
while you are humming a tune,
smiling or standing still. Waiting
for the school bus, you can dazzle
your friends with the words you have
made and strung together
like beads around your neck.


celebrating Terrance Hayes


 

from Out of Wonder: Poems Celebrating Poets
by Kwame Alexander with Chris Colderley and Marjory Wentworth
illustrated by Ekua Holmes
2017, Candlewick Press

Animals Are Amazing (FAMILY magazine reviews)

Animals of all kinds are a near-magnetic draw for young children. Actually, to be truthful, adults are just as easily tempted by the antics and activities of animals from birds to insects, from fish to reptiles. We humans are as interested in other species as these animal populations are often intrigued with us. Don’t miss a chance to enjoy these non-fiction picture books with the youngsters in your life.

The Nutty Little Vulture 

by Marta Magellan

illustrated by Mauro Magellan

            Little Vulture’s mom offers to teach him how to get his own food. But he’s already off, finding it for himself.

Still learning to fly, he plops on Bald Vulture’s dinner of rotten meat, and after trying it, decides it’s not for him. He doesn’t like the bones that are Bearded Vulture’s dinner either. When he accidentally opens the rotten egg by landing on it, Egyptian vulture thanks him. But after tasting, Little Vulture is again not interested.

Each time the vultures remind him that if they didn’t eat what Little Vulture thinks is yukky - “who would?” Their eating habits help “to keep things neat.”

 The importance of what vultures contribute by eating carrion is emphasized by the repetitive comments in large easy to read text, following each of Little Vulture’s food inspections. Expressive illustrations draw readers into the story. The sister/brother author/illustrator team have combined their talents to share this engaging, environmentally thoughtful picture book.

Back matter includes facts about vultures, a glossary, and references.

    

Eifrig Publishing

$14.99 hardcover, $9.99 paperback

Interest Level: Kindergarten – Grade 2

Tiger by Suzi Eszterhas

            Author/wildlife photographer Eszterhas has created a captivating nonfiction picture book with elegant photos of cubs with their mother. Set in India, the narrative begins with “hidden treasure” – the tigress returning to her den where three tiny striped babies are protected from danger.

            Told in pictures with accompanying clear and carefully crafted text, readers are introduced to a family who play, eat, and adventure together. Readers discover how the locations of their homes keeps them safe. How they eat, where they sleep, and explore. Additionally, the substance of playtime is learning how to move their bodies.    Emphasizing the importance of waterholes for staying healthy, the author also highlights the young tigers, watching mom as she hunts. Young people will be attracted to the delightful story and enchanting photos of these fascinating animals. The final page includes additional interesting information about tigers in the wild.

           

Frances Lincoln Children’s Books

$15.99 hardcover, $9.99 paperback

Interest Level: Junior Kindergarten – Grade 2

 

Koala by Claire Saxby

illustrated by Julie Vivas

            A young koala must find a new home away from his mother. It is time for him to get his own food. His mother sends him off when her next baby is on the way.

            Later, he is also chased away by another male, endures a rainstorm, and escapes from a snake. Finally, he finds a new tree home in a different location.

            Large text details the koala’s adventures. Informative commentary is in smaller font near the bottom of most pages. Appealing watercolor paintings show the Australian eucalyptus trees where koalas make their homes. Active koalas eating, climbing, and jumping with their hind legs, connect with readers as text and illustrations blend to make an absorbing nonfiction picture book.

            A note at the end provides additional information about koala features, habits and activities. A brief alphabetical index helps readers locate specific details in the book.       

Candlewick Press, $16.99

Interest Level: Kindergarten – Grade 3