We are pleased to announce the publication of The Stone Soup Book of Poetry, the fifth volume in our series of anthologies of writing from past issues of Stone Soup. I confess, the Poetry anthology is my favorite of the five. While it’s nice to have a mixture of stories, poems, and book reviews in each issue of the magazine, an entire book of poems by children turns out to be a revelation. From lyrical to humorous to poignant, these poems show us the world through the eyes of children. We divided the 68 poems in the anthology into six sections: The Four Seasons, Friends and Family, Animals, Nighttime, Nature, and Reflections. We’re so proud of all our young authors. Here’s one of our favorite poems:
By Katie Ferman, age 12
Sitting with my mom at the kitchen table.
She peels quickly: in a few swift moments
One twisted apple peel sits on the cutting board.
I try to copy her, but no—
The knife slips and
Cuts off a small chip of the red peel.
Trying again, I get lost in the smell of the ripening fruit
(Sweet, almost sickly sweet),
Filling the room with a scent like my grandma’s house.
And I start to remember the first time
The first time I had her apple pie—
I wrinkled my nose and said, “Too sweet!”
(Now it’s my favorite dessert.)
The first time I buttoned up my coat
To keep out the cold on an October day,
The first time I read a book
To my mother in broken, unsteady words,
The first time I tied my shoe
After hours of torture and trial—
And as I think of this,
I barely notice the one, perfect apple peel
Sitting on the cutting board in front of me.