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 Book Review for: The Incorrigible Children of the Ashton Place; the Mysterious Howling by: Maryrose Wood

By: Yuval Tessman-Bar-On age 9

This book is amazing, it is top. #1 on my fav. book list, passing Eragon, Warriors, HARRY POTTER, luv ya bunches, and all that good stuff. By reading this you follow Ms. Penolope Lumely in her adventures. She has just graduated from Swaburne girls academy for poor bright females, at age 15 & received a job as governess of three children she has never met. She meets them and finds out they are just slightly different than other children as they were found in a forest and raised by wolves. You will have to read to find out more. 

In this book I always want to know what happens next, there is a bit of character development, and I truly I wish I could go to Swaburne  Academy.  My favorite part of the book was a party that went slightly wrong. I like it because it is so suspenseful and interesting. 

Do not judge this book by the beginning, for this is not as good as the rest of the book. I would strongly recommend this book, and I intend to read it again myself as soon as I get the chance.

 A poem shared by J. Barrett Wolf

Susquehanna

Captured by the  last fall-warm night in November
I make my way through brown, fading grass
To the river.

Reflections cross the water
Streetlights stuck like permanent sunflowers
Carve the light into curves and hollows.
Headlamps draw a map of the back river road
and disappear.

Both this, and you, were moments to be savored.
The mundane day recedes to distance
The rightness of right now, draws a circle
as wild and true as Stonehenge
as old as the hope of satisfaction and love
in a world that will soon be white and colder.
A world that does not always agree
to blend beauty with the future
Or adoration with the random heart.

I break off a long-dead bough, heave it back
toward water's edge, send it splashing somewhere
farther south in the lapping current.

Moments are like that.
Lapping gently.
Always approaching.
Always receding.
Waxing and waning
With breath and surprise at their center.

There is nothing still in that stillness,
nothing static in watching the river
or passive in holding you close.

Like the untended apple trees along these banks,
Some fruit hangs too high to be taken without
The picking ladder chance did not provide.

The weight of time or circumstance,
A bluster of Northeast wind
might have brought that choice fruit down,
Kept you near the genial warmth of
my cabin's glowing stove.
But now,
The river, the woods, the apples
Remain,
I look south, toward Binghamton
Though you are further still -
Beyond the time and place this shifting river passes.
Disappearing along the edges of cornfields and
villages without regret,
For there are no memories, no ache,
no rill of longing to be lost - or found - in water.

A poem shared by Burt Myers

Sweet Pink Youth

You always say one day you'll get in shape,

lose the weight, start running again,

you and the dog up a six and out in the sun,

loping among the pines out back,

circling the high school's cinder track,

and then there's a spot or a lump or a cold

that won't go away, and the phone call comes,

and you're winded like you've never been,

that punch-in-the-stomach bad news leaving

you slumped in your front hall, chest heaving,

promising to God, to anyone and everyone,

a new man, a better life, a thousand good

deeds done for some miracle medical advance,

for one more chance at fittness, at health,

at exuberant, immortal, sweet pink youth,

at anything but death and her grim nonchalance,

her mocking dance with the truth.

A book review by a young reader:

A Nest for Celeste: A Story About Art, Inspiration, and the Meaning of Home (Hardcover)

By Henry Cole, Henry Cole

$16.99

ISBN-13: 9780061704109
Availability: On Our Shelves Now
Published: Katherine Tegen Books, 3/2010

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A Nest For Celeste is a wonderful book for animal lovers. The illustrations are fantastic! I love the book because it is all about friendship, happiness and home. Mackenna Starr

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