Happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.)
A couple of weeks ago, I won a copy of Kate Coombs’ new poetry collection, Monster School (Chronicle, 2018, illus. by Lee Gatlin) from a giveaway on Jama Rattigan’s Alphabet Soup. Kate is a lovely poet, and she writes a wide variety of poems (from the gorgeous Water Sings Blue to the meditative Breathe and Be to these fun and ghoulish poems).
I know Halloween is long gone, but I think monster poems work any time of year! Here’s my review from Goodreads:
“When I went to school, there were definitely a few kids I considered monstrous…but they were tame compared to the banshees and nagi, the werewolves and pumpkin heads (bringing back horror movie memories) that populate Monster School. And even though (or maybe because) these students are decidedly weird, I could relate to them, especially the faun or tree witch (not sure) taking her book outside to read and the gargoyle who is solitary but self-confident. These monsters have all kinds of personalities and many of the same fears and attitudes that humans have. It’s full of gruesome laughs but also great conversation starters.”
I’m going to share one of the quieter poems, “Gargoyle.” I love gargoyles, and Dav Pilkey’s stunning oldie but goodie God Bless the Gargoyles was one of the early picture books that made me think, I want to do that.
I’m alone in my stone.
like I just got some bad news.
Wings always lifting
as if I really could fly.
I am gray and marked
by lichen on one side.
Gargoyle, they call me,
But I know my name.
–Kate Coombs, all rights reserved
Isn’t that strong and sad and unsettling? For lots more wonderful poetry, don’t miss the Poetry Friday Roundup with poet and teacher Linda Baie at Teacher Dance!
Also, I’m at NCTE right now, so I won’t be able to reply to comments this week. But I do hope you will check out Kate’s fun and thoughtful new collection!