April 14, 2012


Today's the 14th day of the 2012 Kidlitosphere Progressive Poem and I get to contribute the 14th line!
If you are reading this
you must be hungry
Kick off your silver slippers
Come sit with us a spell

A hanky, here, now dry your tears
And fill your glass with wine
Now, pour. The parchment has secrets
Smells of a Moroccan market spill out.

You have come to the right place, just breathe in.
Honey, mint, cinnamon, sorrow. Now, breathe out
last week’s dreams. Take a wish from the jar.
Inside, deep inside, is the answer…

Unfold it, and let us riddle it together,
...Strains of a waltz. How do frozen fingers play?

A little nod to the events of 100 years ago tonight. Take it away Ruth!

The complete schedule of contributors is on the left-hand side of the page. Keep following along--we're only half-way there! Thanks to Irene Latham for getting us started on this unique project!


  1. Wow! You've given me a great line to work with! (Off to ponder...)

  2. Diane! I love this line!! And I have a particular fondness for history in poems... and science... and other arts... Can't wait to see where Ruth goes with it. :)

  3. Thanks, ladies, this week is full of history. From the Titanic to the 100th anniversary of Fenway Park in Boston.

    Go crazy, Ruth!

  4. Oh my oh my oh my! It is going to be difficult to wait for tomorrow! Thinking of you, Ruth! a.

  5. Love the reference! This is so fun :)

  6. My goodness, you've taken a left turn, I think. Now I'm even more intrigued, Diane. Thank you for the clever line!

  7. I think we needed a left turn--a lot of time was spent around the edges.

  8. Woah...new possibilities and challenges open up!

  9. Isn't it great to create a line that will take,the poem elsewhere. Great choice.

  10. We definitely needed the left turn - thanks for cranking the wheel!

  11. I completely agree with the other comments - great line - it's what Robert Bly calls "the leap," and we're suddenly air-born!