A Child's Anthology of Poetry

A Child's Anthology of Poetry

by Elizabeth Hauge Sword
A Child's Anthology of Poetry

A Child's Anthology of Poetry

by Elizabeth Hauge Sword

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Overview

A timeless collection celebrating the joys of poetry for children of all ages—an indispensable introduction to literature and life that brings together essential classic children's poems with the best of modern and contemporary international poetry.

The simple pleasures of reading and listening to poetry can make unforgettable memories in childhood and help children develop an interest in language and storytelling. From Robert Frost to Maya Angelou, Shel Silverstein to Emily Dickinson, this collection emphasizes the fun and diversity of poetry, providing young readers with a well-rounded, inclusive selection of poets.

Under the guidance of a special advisory board of esteemed poets, and featuring artwork by Tom Pohrt, the well-known illustrator of Crow and Weasel, A Child's Anthology of Poetry includes favorite poems such as William Blake's "The Tyger" and Lewis Carroll's "Jabberwocky," in addition to more recent classics such as Elizabeth Bishop's "Sestina" and Theodore Roethke's "My Papa's Waltz." Full of surprises and lyric charm, this delightful volume will be treasured by generations of readers.


Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780062393371
Publisher: HarperCollins
Publication date: 04/28/2015
Pages: 344
Sales rank: 462,649
Product dimensions: 5.80(w) x 8.90(h) x 1.00(d)
Lexile: NP (what's this?)
Age Range: 8 - 12 Years

About the Author

Elizabeth Hauge Sword was raised in New York City. A graduate of Dartmouth College, she previously worked for ABC Sports and was a field producer for ABC Radio. She teaches elementary-school children and runs a computer consulting business. Sword lives in Princeton, New Jersey.

Read an Excerpt

Hiding

I'm hiding, I'm hiding,
And no one knows where;
For all they can see is my
toes and my hair.



And I just heard my father
Say to my mother-
"But, darling, he must be
Somewhere or other;



Have you looked in the inkwell?"
And Mother said, "Where?"
"In the InkWell?" said Father.But
I was not there.



Then "wait!" cried my mother-
"I think that I see
him under the carpet.
"But It was not me.



"Inside the mirror's
A pretty good place,"
Said father and looked, but saw
Only his face.



"We've hunted,"sighed Mother,
"As hard as we could
And I am so afraid that we've
Lost him for good."



Then I laughed out aloud
And I wiggled my toes
And Father said -- "Look, dear,
I wonder if those



Toes could be Benny's?
There are ten of them, see?"
And they Were so surprised to find
Out it was me!


--Dorothy Aldis

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