tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32302521.post6515357092496849907..comments2024-03-27T21:47:38.050-07:00Comments on stevereads: The Ink Drinker!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32302521.post-19430601780815708732010-05-19T18:03:13.000-07:002010-05-19T18:03:13.000-07:00This is when I miss having a kid at home, because ...This is when I miss having a kid at home, because that justified ANY children's book purchase, anytime. I really like the artwork on this one, though... I might have to get it and put it aside for, I don't know, theoretical grandchildren. Or just keep it.lisa peethttp://www.openlettersmonthly.com/likefire/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32302521.post-75852364620818874312010-05-19T18:20:21.000-07:002010-05-19T18:20:21.000-07:00No justification needed! Really good kids books ar...No justification needed! Really good kids books are really good for EVERYBODY! Shall I send you some choice picks?Steve Donoghuenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32302521.post-37384337906645368902010-05-20T08:36:30.000-07:002010-05-20T08:36:30.000-07:00I certainly wouldn't say no!I certainly wouldn't say no!lisa peethttp://www.openlettersmonthly.com/likefire/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32302521.post-49386033989388374412010-06-09T07:10:59.000-07:002010-06-09T07:10:59.000-07:00It's like "Eating Poetry " (Mark Str...It's like "Eating Poetry " (Mark Strand): <br><br>Ink runs from the corners of my mouth. <br>There is no happiness like mine. <br>I have been eating poetry. <br><br>The librarian does not believe what she sees. <br>Her eyes are sad <br>and she walks with her hands in her dress. <br><br>The poems are gone. <br>The light is dim. <br>The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up. <br><br>Their eyeballs roll, <br>their blond legs burn like brush. <br>The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.<br> <br>She does not understand. <br>When I get on my knees and lick her hand, <br>she screams. <br><br>I am a new man. <br>I snarl at her and bark. <br>I romp with joy in the bookish dark.annanoreply@blogger.com