by Rachel Piercey | Dec 15, 2023 | Issue 6 poems
I thrust my airplane upward. It nose-dived to the ground. This was my eighteenth effort. I got the plane and frowned. I bent the wingtips under and flew the plane once more. It went a little farther, then landed on the floor. Encouraged by this progress, I tried out...
by Rachel Piercey | Dec 15, 2023 | Issue 6 poems
Charl and I decided it was time to sort the Lego. There was a massive, landsliding heap of it in our bedroom. First, we spent ages deciding how to sort it. By colour? Size? Number of studs? Type of set it had come from? Just thinking about that took the first hour....
by Rachel Piercey | Dec 15, 2023 | Issue 6 poems
* Elizabeth Kuelbs writes for children and adults. She holds an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts and you can find more of her work for young readers in What is Hope?, Things We Feel, Spider, Cricket, The Dirigible Balloon, and elsewhere. Elizabeth loves to...
by Rachel Piercey | Dec 15, 2023 | Issue 6 poems
I’m poking my brother and bugging my mother, ’cause waiting’s a pain and the flight’s running late. But look! The plane’s landing! My brain’s understanding that soon crowds of people will flood through the gate. My brain sends out orders that whiz past its borders and...
by Rachel Piercey | Dec 15, 2023 | Issue 6 poems
Formula for Fun Poetry plus math yields countless forms, from syllable squares and three-line haiku to infinite pi-ku. Note: this is a syllable square poem – the number of lines in the poem equals the number of syllables in each line. In this case, that number is...
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