I TALK LIKE A RIVER Written by Jordan Scott Illustrated by Sydney Smith “I wake up each morning with the sounds of words all around me. P for the pine tree outside my bedroom window. C for the crow in its branches, M for the moon fading in the morning sky. I wake up each…
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Something Wicked This Way Comes Chapter 2 and Autumn: Seasons of Life
For this post, I’ll be quoting from the following edition of Ray Bradbury’s masterful novel Something Wicked This Way Comes: Bradbury, Ray. Something Wicked This Way Comes. Large Print edition, Center Point Publishing, 2000. The page numbers will be different if you are reading from another edition of the book. Something Wicked This Way Comes…
The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892) A Brook Near Jacki Kellum’s Home in the Ozarks The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By…