Posted in poetry, Soup Blog Poetry Festival

Visiting poet: Edel Wignell

Edel WignellWelcome to Edel Wignell, who is visiting today as part of the Soup Blog Poetry Festival. Edel has had 110 poems published and awarded — the most popular ones have been published up to five times! (We’ve published some of Edel’s poems in Alphabet Soup magazine, too.) As well as writing children’s poetry, Edel has written lots of novels, chapter books, plays, picture books and nonfiction books.

She’s a very busy writer!

When did you first start writing poetry?

When I was a kid at rural school. Poetry was important. We read it in our School Readers every day. Recitation was a subject for every age, so we all learnt to recite.

What sort of poetry do you like writing best of all?

Funny rhyming verse is my favourite.

What sort of poetry do you like reading best of all?

Humorous poetry.

Where has your poetry been published/distributed?

My poetry has been published in magazines (including Alphabet Soup) and on-line, and read on radio in Australia, the US and the UK. It has also been included in poetry anthologies in Australia and overseas.

Where can we find your poems?

Here’s one of my poems. A poem in this format has a special name. (What is it?)

 RUTH’S TOOTH

There was a young lassie called Ruth,

Who wriggled a little looth tooth,

She hitched and she twitched

Like a goblin bewitched,

Till that tooth came looth from her mooth.

© Edel Wignell

(Ruth’s Tooth was first published in Puffinalia, 1982; read on ABC Radio 3LO, 1991; also published in Annette Kosseris, Here We Go Again: New Poems for Children 3-10, 1999, Kindamindi Publishing, Sydney.

You can also read several poems on my website.

How often do you write?

Every day.

Do you prefer to write with a pen and paper or straight onto the computer?

I learnt to touch-type when I was thirteen, so I prefer to create on the screen. I power-walk early every morning, so I often create a poem in my head while I’m out. Then I write it when I arrive home.

What’s your number one tip for budding poets?

Write every day — a short session or a long one — free or rhyming verse. You don’t have to show it to anyone.

Edel’s Poetry Prescription

IF YOU’RE HAVING A SPOOKY DAY — read the following poem:

‘A Ghost with the Most’ in Bill Condon’s poetry collection, Don’t throw Rocks at Chicken Pox, illustrated by Kerry Millard. [It’s out of print but you might find it in your local library.]

Bilby Secrets
Bilby Secrets — a nonfiction book by Edel Wignell

Learn more about Edel Wignell, her books and poetry by visiting her website.  

Interview with Edel Wignell © 2013 Edel Wignell and Rebecca Newman https://soupblog.wordpress.com
Posted in activities, Soup Blog Poetry Festival

Tuesday Challenge … limerick

On Tuesdays, until the end of August, we’ll post a tiny poem challenge for you. So here’s today’s challenge!

Write your own limerick and then read it out to someone to see if you can make them laugh … [OK, groaning counts].

A limerick has five lines — three long ones and two short ones — and a particular rhythm and rhyme. Limericks are often nonsensical and funny. Do you know any? Here are two we like:

 

There was an Old Man with a beard,
Who said ‘It is just as I feared! —
Two Owls and a Hen,
Four Larks and a Wren,
Have all built their nests in my beard!’

– Edward Lear

and

An ambitious young fellow named Matt
Tried to parachute using his hat.
Folks below looked so small
As he started to fall,
Then got bigger and bigger and SPLAT!

Graham Lester

Would you like some help writing your first limerick? You’ll find some instructions here.

If you think your limerick is a humdinger, ask a parent to email it to us and we’ll post it here! (If we post your limerick, we’ll only publish your first name, age, and state – or country if you are outside Australia.)

YOUR LIMERICKS (HURRAH!)

This limerick was written for Leith’s cousin Angus’s 2nd birthday card (good idea, Leith!).

There once was a boy named Gus,
Who drove to school on a bus.
He ate all the cake,
And got a belly-ache,
And made a terrible fuss.

by Leith , age 7,  QLD