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“The Groovy Granny” is “a winner”

Review by Nate Hendley, author of ‘Motivation’ and 9 other books, http://www.natehendley.com/

This hardcover book features a delightful collaboration between mother and daughter (one Kayla Mae Stewart, five-years-old at the time of publication). Mom provides the poetry while Kayla’s vivid drawings illustrate the text. Don’t let the earnestly colourful pictures fool you; while the book exudes youthful exuberance, the poems are anything but childish. Poetess Heather Grace Stewart is a combination wit, raconteur and off-beat sage with a sharp eye for the kind of details that kids and adults alike can love (a “Groovy Granny” demands a 15-scoop ice cream cone; the contents of a lunch-box have a dance party; a messy sibling is accidentally washed at a laundromat, etc). A strong combination of humour and poignancy makes this tome a winner.

The Groovy Granny -poems for kids 4 to 104
by Heather Grace Stewart
ISBN 978-0-9869458-0-9
hardcover ISBN 978-0-9869458-1-6
Available online here: http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2156713
Copies signed by the author and illustrator: contact writer@hgrace.com

Kayla Stewart, illustrator, signing books- copyright HGS 2011
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Interview at Exposure Worthy

I’ve been Exposed!

Fellow poet and blogger Kellie Elmore has deemed me Exposure Worthy. I answered her interview questions late last night, and to my surprise, she notified me this morning that she already had the complete interview up at her site–with links and all! She’s amazing.

Thanks so much for suggesting we do the interview, and for
asking such great questions, Kellie. I thought it was going to be painful (I’m used to being the journalist; the one who asks all the questions) but it was actually a fun trip down memory lane.

Check it out here:
Kellie Elmore interviews me

And please read my favorite poem by Kellie Elmore:

Magic in the Backyard by Kellie Elmore

Have a great week everyone.
Cheers,
Heather

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Progress

from the collection, “Leap”

She misses perfumed postcards,
snail mail letters;
conversations in cafés
without the words,
“hang on, I have to get this call.”

She misses eye contact:
knowing gazes and
flirty glances
that overpower
the urge to send an SMS
or answer the sound
of someone somewhere
logging into chat.

She texts and types
Tweets and Skypes,

then sleeps outside
where stars and
fireflies decorate the
infinite darkness.

"Poet's Notebook" copyright 2010 HGS