Tag Archives: Meg Kearney
On Year 3: April’s Poems
April is the cruelest month, and the coolest. April is, of course, celebrated as National Poetry Month. In April, just like Chaucer’s pilgrims, I always feel restless when the snow recedes and the flowers begin teasing, when the birds come back, when the mud oozes forth. In the poetic realm, I am not, by …
On the Second November’s Poems
In school, November, traditionally, is the shortest month. That means, of course, the fewest number of poems for my classes. November is also deer- hunting month here in mountainous central Maine, so many of the poems I chose for the month had to do with deer, and the woods, and things that the boys in …
On May’s Poems, and a Bit of Reflection
To all intents and purposes, this was the last month for my daily poetry reading experiment: the last day of class for seniors was Wednesday, May 25th, and quite frankly, I had the poem chosen for that day for quite some time. And it has been an experiment. Because I started every class this year …
