The Climbing Tree
Branches
sturdy
old
A deep hole
for your foot
As you hoist yourself
upwards
you can see
all the buds
blossoming
–Stacey, May 2008
This week Poetry Friday is being hosted at Wild Rose Reader. (Also, I have the ‘narrative makings’ of another poem over at Crafty Creations. I’ll be writing this one up during today’s minilesson demo when I show my students how they can write about things they think about deeply/wonder about.)
Published by Stacey Shubitz
I am a literacy consultant who focuses on writing workshop. I've been working with K-6 teachers and students since 2009. Prior to that, I was a fourth and fifth-grade teacher in New York City and Rhode Island.
I'm the author of Craft Moves (Stenhouse Publishers, 2016) and the co-author of Jump Into Writing (Zaner-Bloser, 2021), Welcome to Writing Workshop (Stenhouse Publishers, 2019), and Day By Day (Stenhouse, 2010).
I live in Central Pennsylvania with my husband and children. In my free time, I enjoy swimming, doing Pilates, cooking, baking, making ice cream, and reading novels.
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TWO WRITING TEACHERS 
Great poem – Good climbing trees are such a treasure!
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I can see my middle daughter in that tree …. 🙂
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