I wrote letters every day while my granddaughter was in sleep-away camp for the first time when she was eight years old. I was reading the wonderful book This Is A Poem That Heals Fish by poet Jean-Pierre Siméon (full details in the Table of Contents).
Here’s Camp Letters #16
The answer to the question: “What is a poem?” and one more letter to come—and then an image to close this series!
Note: My granddaughter calls me Savta; thus the “Love, Savta” at the close.
Table of Contents for Letters To My Granddaughter Next: Letter #17 with watercolor
Love,




Just beautiful! "A poem is when you have the sky in your mouth". Wonderful.
Wonderful! Happy new year!