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Wednesday, October 12, 2016

A Few Last Poetry Camp Memories

The final event of the day. The first U.S. Children's Poet Laureate Jack Prelutsky had all of us spellbound. What an amazing performer. What an amazing man. Mr. Prelutsky no longer does public presentations, so this was such a special occasion. 

He saved the best for last:

Rat for Lunchby Jack Prelutsky 
Refrain:
Rat for lunch! Rat for lunch!
Yum! Delicious! Munch munch munch!
One by one or by the bunch--
Rat, or rat, oh rat for lunch! 
Scrambled slug in salty slime
is our choice at breakfast time,
but for lunch, we say to you,
nothing but a rat will do. 
Rat for lunch! Rat for lunch!
Yum! Delicious! Munch munch munch!
One by one or by the bunch--
Rat, oh rat, oh rat for lunch! 
For our snack each afternoon,
we chew bits of baked baboon,
curried squirrel, buttered bat,
but for lunch it must be rat. 
Read the rest here.
I got to tell my Bea Cullinan story from my 2007 trip to Highlights Chautauqua workshop. I love telling about walking into her room accidentally.  It was like walking through the back of the wardrobe into a strange world. It was one of those moments when you do something so horribly stupid that the only response is to giggle like a hysterical ten-year-old! My most famous poetic faux pas.

A few more memories.
There should have been a camera!

When...

...Sylvia Tag jogged around the room at the final dinner high giving each table while singing the Rocky theme song. Da-da-daahhh, da-da-duuhh.

...the hug after dinner between Sylvia and Janet that embodied the mutual affection, respect, and accomplishment they shared at the end of this remarkable weekend. 








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