Today, I posting a poem that I wrote many, many years ago...then put aside. I worked on it again for one of Tricia's Poetry Stretches at the Miss Rumphius Effect last May: Monday Poetry Stretch - Animal Poems.
Here is my new version of my mask poem about a toucan. It may revised again. One never knows when one is finished with a poem
by Elaine Magliaro
I’m Toucan. I’m more beak than bird.
In profile I may look absurd.
I sport a bill that’s giant-size.
It’s true. I don’t hyperbolize.
It’s strong and filled with rigid foam.
It’s like an airy honeycomb.
It doesn’t weigh me down. It’s light!
It helps me to attract a mate.
It’s perfect female birdie bait!
It’s really great for plucking fruit
From trees—and self defense, to boot.
A useful tool, it’s versatile—
A beak that truly fits the bill!
At Wild Rose Reader, I have a review of The Tree That Time Built: A Celebration of Nature, Science, and Imagination, a wonderful new anthology that connects science and poetry. It was compiled by US Children's Poet Laureate Mary Ann Hoberman and her good friend Linda Winston.
My poem of the Week at Political Verses is HOT DOG!: A Turley Blawg Verse.