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Of course you know it’s¬†Poetry Month
but do you know that
the wonderful and
delicious Jama Rattigan
has herded poet bloggers
in the Kidlitosphere onto
her site  this month?

Thank you, Jama!


(And check out my group blog,
Every Friday when we talk
poetry, poetry, poetry!)


I write a poem each day; during Poetry Month 2015 I’m sharing *PPPs¬†
Welcome to Poetry Month 2015!

Eli and I will be feeding you one PPP per day for Poetry Month this year. ¬†What is a PPP, you ask? ¬†A *Previously Published Poem. ¬†I have so many poems in so many anthologies, books and magazines, Eli thought I should snap a leash on one each day this month and give it a walk around the block. ¬†So that’s what we’re doing this year. ¬†Enjoy!

(once you click on the title of the poem to the right,
the post shows up below¬†‚Üď )

Eli thinking deep, poetic thoughts…

April 3


by April Halprin Wayland

It sounds so final.
Like things stop.
When you get it.

I know that when I finally get mine,
I’m going to be so thrilled I’m going to call it my
Exclamation Point.

published in GIRL COMING IN FOR A LANDING (Knopf) 2002
also published in PERIOD PIECES (HarperCollins) 2003

drawing by AHW

drawing (c) April Halprin Wayland

poem © 2015 April Halprin Wayland. All rights reserved

2 Responses to “PERIOD.”

  1. Parrish says:

    Foot In Mouth ~ G.M

    It was a thought unfinished
    A rhyme part done
    an idea diminished
    Before it begun

    a meandering tale
    That got stuck at t’ gate
    Jonah’s whale, just
    shrimp on a plate

    conjecture caught
    before it could spark
    a bloody great nought
    all left in the dark

    no lightbulb shine
    no comic thought bubble
    no reason, or rhyme
    no neuron’s wobble

    it was an unfinished thought
    It’s logic all weak
    Just wish I’d been taught
    To think & then speak………………..

  2. I like this celebratory poem so much! Indeed…to grow up is a gift…scary and exciting. You really see inside of people, April.

    This is a cool project – hurray for snapping those poems back for this trip around the block!

    xo, a.

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