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I am Wings coverI Am Wings: Poems About Love

I am shocked that this book is from 1994.  I would have guessed more like 1984.  Even so, it is filled with horribly sappy, corny, adolescent verse about being in love and breaking up.   The falling out section of poems are just self-pittying, wallowing, and even a little mean.  Teens might like it for a laugh, but that’s about it.


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  1. I don’t know Kata, maybe something other than her shoulder would have made it more interesting; it couldn’t be much worse. Who the hell Ralph Fletcher? Is he related to Jonthan Livingston Seagull?

  2. I’m with Tom. Something other than her shoulder would have made it much more interesting. These poems are so hilariously bad. I need more!

  3. Sorry: other than the cheesy cover, I have no problems with this book. I think Ralph Fletcher does a good job capturing the adolescent voice–they do sound as if written by teenagers.

  4. I love my shoulders, too!
    And my elbows, knees, toes and nose!
    Look, my foot!
    Hello, foot!
    I even love my chipped front tooth.
    (But I really need to get that fixed.)

  5. I had my students of library science do a project on weeding where they look at this website. Having laughed at the poems in the above titled book, we nearly busted a gut when we found this book in our collection!

  6. Probably too late for anyone to see this comment, but we have FIVE of his collections plus his guide to writing poetry.

    The shame.

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