by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 19 On Tuesday, St. Patrick’s Day, in the spirit of the Irish, I decided we would write limericks. “We” refers to my daughter’s three youngest children, teenagers who school at home, and me. I teach their writing...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 16 In celebration of the Irish, I share this limerick slice. Limericks first appeared in England in the early years of the 18th century and were popularized by Edward Lear in the 19th century. They were combined and sung as traditional...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 13#PoetryFriday, 26_0313 I’ve always been drawn to found poetry. I love lifting someone’s thoughts, their subject, their words to create something new. I’m familiar with four kinds of found poetry. We can find poems in...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 8 While thumbing the pages of an 1920 reader [one that was read by students a hundred years ago], I found a short verse. It spoke to me of spring, its beauty and life, connecting me to past years, to many a springtime with trees blooming...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 4 We took a back country drive. Bright yellow daffodils were blooming–those beside houses and driveways and those seemingly out of place. Did you know that daffodils don’t grow wild in woods or fields? When your see daffodils in a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 1 Yesterday, I said “Goodbye” to February. Today, I say “Hello” to March. For several weeks I’ve been looking for signs of spring, and what I saw called for a poem. SPRING Cold melts awaySun rises...
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