Do you remember any poems from your childhood? How about from your high school years?
A favorite of mine was a poem called “Somewhere” by Walter de la Mare. I later found out that de la Mare was a well-known writer of horror.
Some of the most famous poems, like the Mother Goose rhymes, are the ones that get passed down from generation to generation. Did you know that the Eugene Field branch of the Denver Public Library is named for the poet and journalist who wrote “Wynken, Blynken and Nod?”
Have you ever wished you had a way to entertain your child while you are waiting in line? Are you too short on cellphone data to be able to play that song over and over again? Can you imagine having a storyteller always available? Stop looking, because the Denver Public Library, in collaboration with the Office of Children Affairs, offers Phone-a-Story, a great service that you can access just by calling 720-865-8500.
So, how much more could we possibly learn about the legendary Wright Brothers? With a master wordsmith at the pen, it turns out, quite a bit. McCullough painstakingly takes the reader on quite a journey about these young men and the progression of their lifelong dream of flying in his new book, The Wright Brothers. The pace may be a little slow at the beginning but, be patient because it will be well-worth the ride.
'Ave you 'eard of the Tommy Knockers
In the deep dark mines of the west
Which Cornish miners 'ear?
And 'tis no laughin' jest,
For I'm a Cornish miner,
An' I'll tell you of it today,
Of the "knock-knock-knock" of a tiny pick,
As we work in the rock and clay.
Walk into any library and you may come face-to-face with a dancer, painter, weaver, writer - who may also be a father, sister, auntie or brother. And just like the creative customers we serve, library staff tap artistic media to share their experiences. For example, listen to the staff poets below.
We love American poetry! Who hasn’t enjoyed the rural scenarios of Robert Frost, the boldness of Maya Angelou, the mysterious darkness of Edgar Allan Poe, and the work of many more great American poets?
The weather outside right now isn't exactly inviting--first it rains, then it snows, then it rains again. It's a good day to be inside. But snow or no snow, we all know winter is finished, and all this moisture means the hillsides are about to be covered with wildflowers. Most Coloradans recognize famous one like the Rocky Mountain Columbine, but what about the lesser-known wildflowers? Have you met the Blue Toadflax? How about the Curvepod Fumewort? Little Pink Elephants? I haven't, I'm afraid, but I've decided this is the year I will.
Growing up in the northeast, I had always assumed albeit naively that slavery only existed in the southern states. Years later, I was looking at statistics pertaining to the U.S. slavery population prior to the Civil War on the U.S. Census website and was I surprised. Much to my dismay it existed everywhere even in my hometown, the city of New York. How shocking that was.