A poem for my daughter, who steals books before I’ve finished reading

A poem for my daughter, who steals my books before I’ve finished reading

(with a nod to William Carlos Williams, who probably swiped books, too, in his day)

This is just to say
 
I have absconded with the book
 
That you were reading
 
(and really enjoying, too)
 
and claimed it for my own.
 
Forgive me.
 
I was starved for a story,
 
and its voice was so crisp,
 
its plot so juicy…
 
I am still licking sweet details
 
from my thieving fingers.
 
 
 
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8 Comments

  1. Posted March 29, 2012 at 3:05 am | Permalink

    I love this poem! My students loved WCW’s plum poems. I’ll have to share this with them. 🙂

  2. Posted March 29, 2012 at 12:13 pm | Permalink

    Fabulous. I’m sharing with my students too. This is WCW is a favorite of theirs to imitate. We’ve been collecting them.

    • Posted April 1, 2012 at 7:59 pm | Permalink

      Oh, fun! I’m honored to be part of your WCW collection!

  3. Posted March 29, 2012 at 3:25 pm | Permalink

    “I am still licking sweet details from my thieving fingers.” That is the most delicious image I have read in a very long time. Thank you!

    • Posted April 1, 2012 at 8:00 pm | Permalink

      Thank you, Beth – it was a fun poem to write. 🙂

  4. Posted March 30, 2012 at 2:21 am | Permalink

    Lovely, Kate!

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