Think Kid, Think! Humor.
Empathy.
Logic.
Passion.
What more can you ask for in a person?
But what less can you accept?
My mission is to inspire kids to embrace these four values. My personal medium is poetry, which you'll find peppered throughout this space. I hope that you enjoy it, and, if you like it, share it. Mostly, though, I encourage you to reach out to kids in your own way. If we really expect them to lead the world someday, they are going to need a lot of HELP.
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National Poetry Month continues! I hope that you are celebrating by reading or writing, or playing with poetry in some other way.
On Monday I guest-posted for Katie Davis. Today I am publishing a poem as part of Greg Pincus’ 30 Poets / 30 Days event! Now in its fourth year, Greg has featured some amazing poets — and amazing poems — during this event, and I’m thrilled to have been invited to contribute.
My poem is called “Something Sweet” … What it’s about? I cannot tell.
Oh, alright, it’s about a smell.
Head to GottaBook RIGHT NOW to read the poem. I’ve also left a present in the Comments section beneath the poem — a link back to a hidden page (ooh, how fancity) on my site that contains an audio recording of the poem. It’s my first ever, and it probably shows!
But it all starts at Greg’s site, so go there first to read my poem, then make like a competitive eater and read as many other poems as you can stomach in ten minutes, then consider picking up Greg’s new e-book The Late Bird while you’re there, and then pop back over to listen to my reading of “Something Sweet”. (And then I’ll stop ordering you around — you can do whatever you want the rest of the day.)
We’re now in the meaty part of National Poetry Month. Hopefully everyone is enjoying all of the great events taking place throughout the blogosphere. Too many to list, but a few of my favorites are Greg Pincus’ 30 Poets / 30 Days and Renee LaTulippe’s new poetry video series. Check ‘em out!
As for me, I’ve enjoyed the last ten days off from last month’s madness here at TKT. I’ll continue to maintain a low profile throughout April — there’s so much going on in the poetry world this month, you don’t need any extra entertainment or information from me, anyways.
I will, however, be making a few appearances on other sites. Not sure of the exact dates, so I’ll just post links as they happen.
Today, I am up at KatieDavis.com with a post called “The Inception of Madness”, in which I trace my(?) idea for the March Madness poetry tournament through time and memory to pinpoint its origin. Even I was surprised to see where it led! Go read my post, leave a comment or question, and I’ll respond right there on Katie’s site.
Thanks!
-Ed
The inaugural Poetry Madness! tournament is nearing its close — a merciful finish for some, and a rather merciless one for others.
Stephen and Debbie are now searching their inner Poes for one last pressure-written poem, while the rest of us wait and wonder what’s next.
And so, I thought I’d give you all something to talk about.
Many of you have shared with me (or have shared openly in the comments or on your own blogs) what this madness has meant to you: from interacting with family to sparking new student enthusiasm, from discovering unfamiliar authors to discovering your own talents, from remembering decades-old experiences to triggering forgotten poetic thoughts, from expanding personal networks to meeting potential long-term friends.
Honestly, I never expected anything so … permanent.
Fun? Yes.
Fast? Yes.
But then I thought the thing would just sorta end.
However, it’s pretty clear now that this event is here to stay. And that brings me to the point of this post: An annual event of this magnitude deserves a SYMBOL, something that truly captures the spirit of the event.
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This Is Me
My name is Ed DeCaria. I look pretty much like this, depending on when I last got a haircut. I write poems for kids (in perfect meter and rhyme, almost every time). I still look up words in the dictionary. I write about baseball between innings. I'll be about 5 minutes late.
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