It feels kind of weird to not have a boatload of student poetry for National Poetry Month.
I have collected some student work. And to begin things off, I”m starting with my grand nephew’s Oliver’s poem. He gave me permission to share.
In a conversation with O and his mom, he let us know the following:
I’ll be posting student poetry here Monday through Friday.
I love daring the rabbits and I totally got that the rabbits were dying of spiciness!