Hilltown Families 
Behind All Our Questions: Yet Another Reason Poems Are Good For Us I don’t know about you, but I don’t always know what I’m feeling. Or I have a general idea,...
Phtheezles May Even Ensue This month I offer up a poem by A.A. Milne, of Pooh fame, that’s about being sick (or pretending to be), which a lot us can probably...
Other Bells We Would Ring: A Poem for Parents As I write this the rain is bucketing down out of a sky so gray it feels as if even the weather...
I’m Grateful for…The Bed Book If you’re familiar with Sylvia Plath’s work you might be surprised to see a poem of hers here. But in addition to her darkly brilliant work...
Amy Dryansky shares two not-so-spooky poems for Halloween in her column, "One Clover & A Bee" Poems for Families to Learn & Love." Many of the poems she looked at when...
The Sound of One Leaf Falling Some poems are clearly meant to be read aloud: sound is the engine that moves them off the page and into our consciousness. Other poems...
Whisper and Shout Whisper and Shout: Poems to Memorize, edited by Patricia Vecchione, was given to my daughter on her 10th birthday. It’s a book that she’s dog-eared and written in...
Sing a Song of Popcorn When I polled my kids for their all-time favorite book of poems from when they were little they singled out Sing A Song Of Popcorn: Every...
A Poem to (Possibly) Sleep On Sleep figures large in the life of a parent. For some of us it’s a tantalizing mirage, always just out of reach—it was for me,...
Is Poetry On Your Playlist? Many of us think of poetry with a capital P—meaning, Poetry lives in a castle high on a hill surrounded by a deep moat and a...
Family History With an only child, keeping family history alive is so important. Daisy is the heir apparent to all our collective memories, so I try to take as many photos,...
The Power of One: Experiment of a Large Family BY HF Contributing Writer, Dana Pilson Ophelia the only, says she’s lonely She wants a playmate at home. She has toys galore,...
In the Tree House I empty the rusty teapot of blue water, mud and leaves, retrieve pink tea cups from the sand box, play food strewn through the woods. I put...