Little Shaver
When I get bigger I'm
going to be a barber.
A barber makes people
look good, smell good,
and willing to part with
two pennies for a paper.
And another one for me.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Laura at Author Amok is doing Poetry Friday Round-Up duty this week--stop by!
Very nice! Touching, but with a light hand.
ReplyDeleteI'm happy my hand is light enough--sometimes it feels a little heavy. (Come back next Friday to see what I mean!)
DeleteAdorable little smile on that face -- and the bare feet. These poems and photos feel like windows into a lost world.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea that despite everything, the child still looks happy!
DeleteI agree with Laura that you are opening windows here. Thanks for the glimpse of this little cutie.
ReplyDeleteI hope he had a long and prosperous life.
DeleteLove it! It's just a perfect poem for the photo!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Penny!
DeleteI love these poems, Diane, makes me care for children working still today. Love the title!
ReplyDeleteDepressing to know that there are still children who must work to help their family survive.
DeleteDiane, you captured the voice of this little aspiring shaver. I agree that your series gives us insight into a past world.
ReplyDeleteThat was my intent, especially for kids who have no clue how hard their great-great-great grandparents had to work.
DeleteWhat a cutie. There's something about the play between the innocent voices you create for these kids and their sometimes sad circumstances that resonates so well. I'm enjoying all these glimpses of the past.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jama, I'd like to think that kids are able to survive circumstances and still be able to smile.
DeleteHe's so tiny! These photos and your poems are amazing - voices from more than 100 years ago reverberating today. = )
ReplyDeleteReally, you have to wonder how they handled money, being so young and small.
DeleteLOVE this series, Diane - these poems have just the perfect mix of authentic voice, and the pathos behind the story, the smile, the bravado.
ReplyDeleteThe series winds down soon. Next week and the week after, and then I'm through for the Sketchbook Project. I wouldn't mind writing a few more poems and making it into a "real" book.
DeleteYes, hear, hear for this series. And look - that paper is almost as big as he is! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is! Can you imagine how dirty he got each day from the newsprint?
DeleteI noticed the "newsie" wasn't wearing shoes. True of many children at that time. I liked your poem exceedingly.
ReplyDeleteThe thought makes me queasy! Look at the horse in the background...
DeleteThanks for bringing the past to life!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to think I've been called to do so.
DeleteSuch a captivating photo - I love that you wrote a poem for him. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by Holly, click on the Sketchbook Project label to see more of Hine's photos.
DeleteYou sure have been prolific with this project, Diane! I love how you've channeled each of these children and have given them new life.
ReplyDeleteTwo more Fridays--the poems are written and ready to go, so make sure you come back!
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