Showing posts with label Eric Ode. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eric Ode. Show all posts

Thursday, April 28, 2022

Chasing Words with Joy Harjo and Eric Ode: National Poetry Month

 



What is writing but chasing words, after all? And poets may do this more than other writers, for as Mark Twain said, "The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter—'tis the difference between the lightning-bug and the lightning." Choosing the right word matters for meaning, understanding, and relating to readers.

Who are these word-chasers? Joy Harjo, Poet Laureate of the United States, has written two memoirs in which she expresses the importance of words in her life. In Crazy Brave, she talks about enjoying words, rolling them around in her mouth to feel the shape of them, and reading to escape and to learn. The book begins with her birth and goes through her early adulthood, a difficult and confusing time. She could have gone in many different directions, some of them destructive, but she ends the book with, "I followed poetry."

Poet Warrior is more non-linear and mystical, remembering her ancestors' stories and dreaming those stories to grow with her in poetry from Girl Warrior to Poet Warrior. About the first poem she learned ("The Lamb" by William Blake), she says, "It was more than the words. It was how the words locked into a pleasing rhythm and we would move to them, and how like a lamb frolicking in spring, the words danced across the tongue" (p. 26). Her love of words stayed with her, and in her school years she "kept a dictionary to look up words. One summer, I spent learning words in the dictionary and practicing them" (p. 39). As in her first memoir, she claims the path of poetry: "I would never have become a poet if I hadn't listened to that small, inner voice that told me that poetry was the path, even when I had different plans" (p. 44). 

Eric Ode is another word-chaser--a poet, author, song writer, and performer for children. His latest picture book, Stop That Poem!, is literally about chasing words! And in an unusual twist, the idea came from an image in his mind, not from words. He told me, "It started with that first scene of someone stacking words, one on top of the other, and someone else coming along wondering what in the world they are doing." The words take flight and hike and float, with a diverse group of children chasing them, until the poem is finally set free to find a home with readers. He quickly sketched it out and then worked on the words. Here's what he started with: 

As you can tell from the cover at the top of this blog, the book looks very little like this. Even though Eric is an artist, the publisher, Kane Miller, hired artist Jieting Chen to illustrate. 

Watch her tell about how meaningful this book is to her and see what the book looks like inside:
"There are beautiful things happening in the world," Chen says. Here's to the illustrators and word-chasers among us who help us see it.


Sunday, October 16, 2016

Here Be Dragons!


I knew it was time to write about this book when my almost-4-year-old granddaughter saw it at my house today, tapped the cover, and said, "I like this. The dragon writes to the human and the human writes to the dragon." We'd read it together the week before, and she remembered it well! 

We aren't the only fans of this book by Josh Funk, illustrated by Rodolfo Montalvo. Kirkus and School Library Journal have given the book great reviews. School Library Journal says, "Perfect for classes undertaking a pen-pal unit, but general picture book collections can benefit from this gentle reminder that kids who look different can still get along." 

The rhyming text allows readers in on the plot twist and keeps us wondering what the dragons and humans will do when they find out the truth of their letter writing campaign.

To completely appreciate the story, you must have both the text and the pictures, which show the thoughts running through the characters' heads. I posted this comment on Funk's Facebook page.  You can see his humble reply below.

I am reading and re-reading this book this weekend. So clever! Wonderful marriage of text and illustrations. Could also be used to teach point of view--(besides just being fun)
Josh Funk Aww, thanks! I really didn't intend all that when I wrote it, too. It was mostly just me trying to show funny misinterpretations and my wish to have a dragon pen pal.
It has been said that old maps contain the phrase "Here be dragons" at the edges of known land forms. This Atlantic article debunks that, and tells us a bit about the saying. I'm glad to know where I can find dragons--in books! I'm fond of many dragon books, including Eric Ode's The Boy and the Dragon, and others. What are your favorite dragon stories? 

Enjoy this special story time: 

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Tomato Harvest 2016




Tomato harvest is about over here. I still have a few turning red, with one or two straggling in every day. This year’s harvest was less than exceptional, but we appreciated what we got. Nothing’s better than a tomato right off your own vine!

One year I goofed. I wanted eight plants, but bought eight four-packs! That year, we had too many tomatoes! (But really, is there such a thing?)

In full harvest mode, Eric Ode’s book Too Many Tomatoes shows a boy's excitement in watching his grandparents' garden grow and the number of tomatoes it yields: “A plateful, a crateful, a grateful hooray! This town has too many tomatoes today!” Almost tongue-twisting with steady rhythm and rhyme, this book is a joy to read. Kids will love to say the verses, such as “A biscuit to butter, a basket to borrow. Sing me a song of tomatoes tomorrow!”




Illustrator Kent Culotta adds rollicking fun details in his illustrations of people, vehicles, and a farmer’s market. 

Read this book with your favorite child over some tomato soup or spaghetti with tomato sauce!

No matter how you say "tomato," don't call the whole thing off:

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Follow-up to Talk Like a Pirate Day

I'm pleased to announce that Eric Ode's CD, Seven Clever Pirates, has been given a Parents' Choice Silver Honor Medal! See the previous post for the video, and click here for Parents' Choice. Congratulations, Eric!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day!

(http://www.flickr.com/photos/angstdei/461916765/ by Tim (the enchanter))

Ahoy, mateys! September 19 is officially International Talk Like a Pirate Day. Don't be a bilge rat! Join in the fun. The Web site has pirate talk in English, German, and Dutch.


Here's a brief lesson from the Pirate Guys themselves:


This link takes you to a site where you can find out your true pirate name. Here's mine: Iron Ann Cash. Description: A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you are a tough person. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine.
Is your pirate name as accurate as mine? Arrrrr!

Smartly now with some pirate songs & books--
Avast for Eric Ode's CD "Seven Clever Pirates"!


Shiver me timbers! Here's Mike Mennard's "Pirates." Learn why it's hard to be a pirate in Nebraska!

Aye! Here are some fine pirate rhymes from David L. Harrison's book, Pirates.

And I'll end with a book about a pirate beauty--or was she really a pirate?--The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle by Avi.

So, get your pirate name, pirate songs, pirate books, and shove off! But first--what are your favorite pirate songs or stories?

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Celebrate Earth Day--National Poetry Month



Celebrate the earth that sustains and nurtures us! Many poets and writers--and people in general--find solace and inspiration in nature. A contemporary poet who writes often about nature is Mary Oliver. Her poem "Such Singing in the Wild Branches" describes the joyful feeling of being one with nature.



Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote a lot about nature and its restorative powers. In "Song of Nature," he lets nature speak for itself:

Mine are the night and morning,
The pits of air, the gulf of space,
The sportive sun, the gibbous moon,
The innumerable days.

I hid in the solar glory,
I am dumb in the pealing song,
I rest on the pitch of the torrent,
In slumber I am strong.

No numbers have counted my tallies,
No tribes my house can fill,
I sit by the shining Fount of Life,
And pour the deluge still;

And ever by delicate powers
Gathering along the centuries
From race on race the rarest flowers,
My wreath shall nothing miss.

And many a thousand summers
My apples ripened well,
And light from meliorating stars
With firmer glory fell.

I wrote the past in characters
Of rock and fire the scroll,
The building in the coral sea,
The planting of the coal.

And thefts from satellites and rings
And broken stars I drew,
And out of spent and aged things
I formed the world anew;

What time the gods kept carnival,
Tricked out in star and flower,
And in cramp elf and saurian forms
They swathed their too much power.

Time and Thought were my surveyors,
They laid their courses well,
They boiled the sea, and baked the layers
Or granite, marl, and shell.

But he, the man-child glorious,--
Where tarries he the while?
The rainbow shines his harbinger,
The sunset gleams his smile.

My boreal lights leap upward,
Forthright my planets roll,
And still the man-child is not born,
The summit of the whole.

Must time and tide forever run?
Will never my winds go sleep in the west?
Will never my wheels which whirl the sun
And satellites have rest?

Too much of donning and doffing,
Too slow the rainbow fades,
I weary of my robe of snow,
My leaves and my cascades;

I tire of globes and races,
Too long the game is played;
What without him is summer's pomp,
Or winter's frozen shade?

I travail in pain for him,
My creatures travail and wait;
His couriers come by squadrons,
He comes not to the gate.

Twice I have moulded an image,
And thrice outstretched my hand,
Made one of day, and one of night,
And one of the salt sea-sand.

One in a Judaean manger,
And one by Avon stream,
One over against the mouths of Nile,
And one in the Academe.

I moulded kings and saviours,
And bards o'er kings to rule;--
But fell the starry influence short,
The cup was never full.

Yet whirl the glowing wheels once more,
And mix the bowl again;
Seethe, fate! the ancient elements,
Heat, cold, wet, dry, and peace, and pain.

Let war and trade and creeds and song
Blend, ripen race on race,
The sunburnt world a man shall breed
Of all the zones, and countless days.

No ray is dimmed, no atom worn,
My oldest force is good as new,
And the fresh rose on yonder thorn
Gives back the bending heavens in dew.


Children's poet, songwriter, and entertainer, Eric Ode, has a few poems for kids about nature. Here's a link to "Cocoon."

Celebrate Earth Day! What part of nature inspired you today?

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Spring Rain--National Poetry Month

(photo by John Aldersey-Williams, www.geograph.org.uk/photo/12091)

It's raining this morning! After all the snow melt, you wouldn't think we'd need rain, but we are glad to see it soak the ground afresh and clean things off. To celebrate, here are a couple rain haiku by Japanese masters:


(photo by Tacuma, picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/xcsN2uH5OEGBWwn0MIVO7Q)

In spring rain

In spring rain
a pretty girl
yawning.

--Kobayashi Issa




(photo by Oimax flickr.com/photos/72396314@N00/2606379621/)

Spring rain

Spring rain
leaking through the roof
dripping from the wasps' nest.

--Matsuo Basho




(photo by Leah Jones flickr.com/photos/accidentallyjewish/3630023243/)

And just for fun, go to children's poet and songwriter Eric Ode's poetry page to read his poem "Soggy Sneaker Parade."

What does spring rain remind you of? Happy splashing!