Tag Archives: Billy Collins

On Year 5: March’s Poems


This is the month which, proverbially, comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb.  We’re waiting for that lamb.  Snow, snow and more snow, and on days when there isn’t any snow falling, the temperatures are frigid.  However, the first day of spring comes in March, and somehow that always makes people …

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On Year 5: January’s Poems


Back to school after the Christmas break, and the world is frozen and lonely and still.  Spring is still a long way away, and somehow, we have to muddle through snow and sub-zero temperatures, through frozen pipes, through all the hard work required to keep the fires burning in the wood stoves. Fortunately, at school, …

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On Year 5: November’s Poems


November:  one of my favorite months.  It just seems a release after all the colorful expectations of October.  Time to settle down, get the wood in, freeze all the food to last through the winter.  The leaves are gone.  The birds are gone.  The light, once Daylight Savings Time is over, is gone.  Hibernation is the …

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On Year 4: April’s Poems


It’s National Poetry Month! It’s also April, which is my favorite month, because it is the month of beginnings for me–when the world is finally free of winter (despite this year’s attempts to hold on), and when the flowers begin to show.  (My birthday’s in April, too, and I love  my birthday.)  I tried, this year, …

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On Year 4: March’s Poems


March is supposed to come in like a lion and go out like a lamb.  Right.  This year, March came in like a lion, stayed like a lion, and is going out complete with sleet and snow and–in the yard outside my classroom windows–still two feet of snow.  Blasted lion.  Spring ostensibly is here, or …

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On Year 4: September’s Poems


Of course, the school year actually started in August–doesn’t it always?  So there’s a bonus poem.  I faced the usual resistance among some of the kids who have never been in my class before:  do we have to listen to every poem?  Yes, I told them–every blasted one.  That pretty much answers that question, came the …

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On Year 3: December’s Poems


Sometimes an amazing thing happens.  You are plugging away, sharing the news article of the week, as chosen by the librarian, with your classes:  it happens to be about a fire in a Bangladeshi garment factory, and a boy says, “That reminds me of the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory!”…So you dig out your age-old copy of Fragments …

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On the Second January’s Poems


I can’t begin to tell you how much I hate winter.  It worries me terribly.  Everything is so much harder, and darker, and more expensive.  Twice this month I’ve taken a header, once in the driveway, once in the parking lot at the Indian Island School on the way to a basketball game.  Winter hurts.  …

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On a New School Year, and the Second September’s Poems


A hundred years ago, when I attended the Advanced Placement institute in St. Johnsbury, Vermont with two of my awesome teaching colleagues, the five-day workshop was presented by a man who talked quite a bit about poetry boot camp.  This was what he called the intensive however-long unit on poetry and analysis that he subjected …

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On April’s Poems


It’s National Poetry Month!  We must throw a month-long party now!  My friends Karen, Teri, Lisa, Diana, Maureen, and a whole slew of other people started the month off right by going to a workshop/presentation by Baron Wormser on Saturday the 2nd, in Hallowell.  What a great way to start this month–any month.  Baron gave …

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