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Imagine my surprise when a bunny hopped over to my place from Donna Smith’s blog, Mainely Write, and wanted to ask me some questions. Curiosity being an admirable (if dangerous) trait, I agreed, so here goes:

Mortimer:  What is the earliest poem you remember?

 Me:  That would be one I composed myself and set to music, at the age of four:

“I know the path to Fairyland,

Where wishes all come to true,

Come to my house some sunny day,

I’ll show the path to you.”

My mother bragged to all the neighbors about my poem, and a writer was born.

But “The Land of Counterpane” was one of my first favorites, partly because of that cool word “counterpane,” partly because of the rhythm: “When I was sick and lay abed, I had two pillows at my head . . .” and mostly because Robert Louis Stevenson was a genius at writing poetry for children. My copy of A CHILD’S GARDEN OF VERSES was well worn. Unfortunately, I don’t think he wrote any poems about rabbits.

Mortimer:   Rabbits know about rhythm. You should see us dancing in the moonlight. That brings me to my second question, which I also asked Donna:  if you were a rabbit and liked to write poetry, what would you write?

 Me:  Well, you just inspired this poem:

In the full moon’s silver glow,

Rabbits dancing in the snow.

Leaping high in pure delight,

Rabbits dancing in the night.

Twirling while the starlight gleams,

Rabbits dancing in my dreams.

Mortimer:  Your mother would be proud. It’s time for my last question. Who’s your favorite rabbit?

 Me:  Besides you? That’s a tough question, but I think I’ll have to go with Hazel from WATERSHIP DOWN.

 Mortimer:  I believe I’m related to him on my mother’s side! Thanks for answering my questions. Next time I’ll be hopping over to talk to the delightful Charles Ghigna, aka Father Goose.

If you would like to have Mortimer visit your website and ask a few questions, here are the 3 guidelines:
1. Answer three short questions, one of them taken from the previous Mortimer Minute.
2. Invite another blogger (or two or three) to take part on the following week–writers, teachers, or anyone who loves children’s poetry is the perfect choice.
3. Link to the previous Mortimer Minute and to your choice for next week.

Here’s a poem for Poetry Friday, inspired by the change in weather.  Irene Latham has the roundup at Live Your Poem, a blog I’m delighted to discover.

This poem is more or less a SNAPSHOT of what I was seeing out my window one afternoon, with a little IMAGINATION thrown in. As always, I used hard-working VERBS–sweeping, blowing, and dancing, to get the picture across. What can you see out your window? How can you use your imagination to go beyond what your eyes see? I like the sound of the internal rhyme in the third line: “It must be fun to BE a TREE”

The illustration is by the talented Nancy Cote.

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