a WILD lesson
For more articles on today’s topic prompt – wild –
look for them at Live Your Poem, tamed by Irene Latham,
who is celebrating a 10th Anniversary of Live your Poem!
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Wild oceans
At graduation from Coastal Systems Class last
week, I brought some of my mollusks. The animals were long dead (not by
my hand.)
(I am holding my rugged old conch)
Ever since my pudgy toddler hand picked up a Jersey shore
clam, I’ve been lured to shores to collect more.
My pink Queen conch here ( found empty on Cayman Island sands)
amplified a traditional Pomp + Circumstance played
on another student’s phone, during the awarding of our certificates.
The pale, rugged Queen conch, a family relic from the mid-1800s
(fuzzy on the decades) found a student who knew what to do with
the sliced-off tip.
She got everyone’s attention.
The original owner sounded it long ago on the Delaware River
as he rounded bends. Family legend says this river trumpet belonged
to our relative, maybe even the boatman who used it as a horn.
I feel honored that it is entrusted to me.
A Wild Horn, Plenty
by Jan Godown
Conch spiral leads me inward
unwinding a calcium chamber
a big grit at birth
queenly large at death
How many years did this
creature vacuum sea grass beds
before a plucking by man
from coastal waters
I ask it
Who ate you
Who sliced your tip, making you into a tool
How many times did your dead chamber
trumpet
Aural warning of a barge’s path
Siren saving river travelers lives
Many times I pet your shell, wondering this
©2015JanGodownAnnino
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Wild child
You will likely have similar remembrances to mine,
of two often-read children’s books with wild in their titles.
So I won’t spend a buncha time with them here.
WILD WILD SUNFLOWER CHILD, ANNA is probably the first
book I read our daughter that she remembers me reading
to her. When I want to look at it, I can’t find it among the
hundreds of books on my wall of shelves. It’s in her room.
And she is post-college now.
It helped that her name is Anna.
But it more perfectly worked that Nancy White Carlstrom’s
tumbling words celebrating a child in nature, matched our Anna’s whirling
days splashing and dashing. But a child of any name and their parent
will want to run into the wild with this one. The crownng piece of the creativity
is the abandon Jerry Pinkney brings to his paintings of character Anna at the babbling
brook, blowing on the dandelion, always a spinning, turning, wild child.
I hope this will call you to go back to be wild with this book again or meet it, fresh.
Here is a peek of what awaits in it, by Nancy White Carlstrom.
Lifting up the pressing stone
beetles rushing giddy
Silent spinning
buzzing, blinking
breathing rainbows
©Nancy White Carlstrom
WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE is even more wild a walk
through childhood than I remember, when read by
wild man actor Christopher Walken.
That’s all I’m sayin’. Go listen to what Walken does
with Maurice Sendak’s masterpiece. WILD!
And remember to congratulate Irene Latham at Live Your Poem (link above)
16 responses to “a WILD lesson”
My grandparents had a few huge conch shells at their house at the shore when I was a child. Don’t know what happened to them and wish I had one! I loved your poem AND the reading of Where the Wild Things Are was hilarious! Have to play that for my grown daughter (not really a kid’s rendition!).
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Cool memory, Donna. And you can have fun conjuring about how they came to have them. For food, or maybe they washed up empty.
I like how listening to Walken’s tour of the book makes me see things I overlooked in the artwork. And yeah,
this would be h.s. age + up.
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I love the questions your conch shell asks–lovely poem. And somewhere on my shelf (or maybe my daughter’s) is a copy of Wild, Wild, Sunflower Child Anna that Jerry Pinkney signed about 20 years ago!
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Thank you, Buffy.
I know you must love that book, doubly so.
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Congrats to you on adding a class to your world-class treasure trunk of knowledge! (See how I “Janified” that?) ;0) Thanks for sharing your wonderings and lovely words about a conch shell – they are magnificent things. Wild hugs to you!
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And back at ‘ya, Robyn.
I liked your wolf + wild musings at Life On the Deckle Edge.
http://www.robynhoodblack.com/blog.htm?post=1012672“
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I love all your wild things!
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Appreciations, Ruth. (And I enjoyed my visit at your !0 A post for Live Your Poem, too.)
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You and both wrote about mollusks for a “wild” challenge. What are the odds of that? 🙂
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Diane, mollusk friend – thinking those odds are mighty w i l d!
Will drift over to your shore & read yore lore later, if not sooner.
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Love all that you shared, Jan. I have a family conch on my shelf too, will see if I can make a sound with it. That picture book sounds wonderful, “breathing rainbows”. Your celebrations for Irene touch wildness in all of us. Thank you.
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Linda, this is great. You are so bizee but if you
happen to return here…
Want you to know you are the 1st person I’ve heard who has a trumpet/horn cut
queen conch for sounding.
To me that’s so W I L D!
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Our kids need more wild of all kinds in their lives. It begins by opening the door and going outside.
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Appreciations to you for meeting the kiddos outdoors. And for taking them to new-to-them fresh air places.
Are you sure you weren’t a perpetual kids’ camp director, in your previous life?
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Dear Jan, thank you for these wild thoughts! As I have a beloved niece named Anna, I will have to share this book with her. (No, I haven’t seen it before!) And I love the conch broadcasting pomp and circumstance. That’s awesome! Congratulations on completing the class and on your lovely poem. “How many times did your dead chamber trumpet?” is quite haunting and evocative. Thanks for being a part of my blogging adventure! xo
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I didn’t know about Gary Paulsen’s THIS SIDE OF WILD you highlight at LIVE YOUR POEM
Irene.
Appreciations for sharing that, for sharing your 10th Anni & for everything.
Happy, Happy Day, Week, Month, Year & into The Next Decade.
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