This week I looked at a poem by Arnold Lobel, an American author and illustrator of children’s books and a poet. He went to art school, where he met his wife, a fellow writer and illustrator, and worked in advertising until his books started to really take off. He hated advertising but loved writing as he is quoted in saying: “I cannot think of any work that could be more agreeable and fun than making books for children”. His illustration style was quite minimalist and the main characters of his stories were often animals. His most famous work is the Frog and Toad series.
But now let’s take a look a the lovely little poem that this post is about.
Books to the Ceiling
By Arnold Lobel
Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky,
My piles of books are a mile high.
How I love them!
How I need them!
I’ll have a long beard by the time I read them.
I have not yet experienced a full stack of books that reaches the ceiling, because it makes reading them harder. But I do have high stacks of books all around my house. The books are pilling out of my bookcases, onto the floor but also on top of the bookcase reaching up higher and higher.
How about you? How high do your stacks reach?