March holds the birthday for poet Clive Matson. Happy 75th Birthday. So today I'm featuring an excerpt from one of his poems.
YOU'RE A BABY (34)
You’re
a baby! I’m a baby too!
Your
giantness clouds the sky,
you
breathe in Valley Fires
and
exhale smoke and roses.
Has
the sun ever looked so orange?
The
moon so grapefruit?
Love
the one-eyed mushroom
on
its thick stalk. Love the warm
conch
with its slick pearl.
Look
up! Look up!
Thank you Clive for giving me permission to include part of your poem here.
I know Clive from reading his book LET THE CRAZY CHILD WRITE and from attending one of his workshops. He publishes the poetry journal Scribbler. You can read more about his life and poetry here. You can see and listen to Clive Matson reading his poem here.
So here is my occasional poem for Clive.
When you were a baby
you liked to sing
and to listen
to keys on the ring
ting-a-ling.
When you were a baby
we loved all you do
we'd exclaim and delight
over every
chortle and coo.
And now you've grown,
you're an amazing man.
We try to learn
from you whenever
we can.
For you poetry challenge for today, can you write a poem about what it is like to be a baby? What do you feel about babies? Do you have a baby brother or sister? Can you write a poem for or about them?
Today is also the Poetry Friday Round UP. Our hostess with the mostess is Irene Latham. You can find more great poetry on her blog.here
March is also the birthday month for children's poets David L. Harrison and Heidi Mordhorst. Happy birthday to all those born in March.
A poem starts as an itch. Scratch it. Write it.
Today is also the Poetry Friday Round UP. Our hostess with the mostess is Irene Latham. You can find more great poetry on her blog.here
March is also the birthday month for children's poets David L. Harrison and Heidi Mordhorst. Happy birthday to all those born in March.
A poem starts as an itch. Scratch it. Write it.

