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Acquisition Announcement

Hachette Book Group has acquired most of the assets of Meadowbrook Press. Approximately 25 of Meadowbrook’s pregnancy, childcare, and parenting backlist titles will be updated and reissued under the Da Capo Lifeline Books imprint. Another 25 of Meadowbrook’s children’s and gift/humor backlist titles will be reissued by HBG's Running Press unit.

Read the full announcement at Publisher's Weekly!

Hachette Acquires Meadowbrook Press' Backlist

More details to come...

Scary Costume

Scary Costume

Text © Robert Pottle, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter. Any copying or use of this poem or illustration without consent is unlawful.

Corncob Prints

Corncob Prints

© Trish Kuffner from The Arts & Crafts Busy Book with permission of its publisher Meadowbrook Press.

Mary Had a Little Jam Review

Mary Had a Little Jam

Berger's Book Reviews had this to say about Mary Had a Little Jam:

"Old nursery rhymes have met their match, as Bruce Lansky and other talented poets give them a totally modern spin."

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My New School

My New School by Kenn NesbittYou won’t believe the crazy things 
I’m learning how to do.
I’m learning how to juggle,
ride a unicycle, too.

I now know how to twist balloons
in many different shapes
and how to make a costume
out of multicolored drapes.

I’ve learned to run in floppy shoes
and how to dye my hair.
I’ve even learned the graceful art
of dancing with a bear.

For when we moved, my parents looked
at many different towns,
but chose a place with just one school:
a school for circus clowns.

Text © Kenn Nesbitt reprinted from Revenge of the Lunch Ladies, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Mike & Carl Gordon.

Dirty Socks

Dirty Socksby Bruce Lansky

When I went on a camping trip
my father yelled, “PU!
Your socks smell worse than rotten eggs
and worse than doggy poo.”

“You’d better take them off,” he said,
“and wash them in the lake.”
It wasn’t long before I knew
he’d made a big mistake.

The water changed from clear to mud.
Then fumes began to rise.
And soon a cloud of air pollution
covered up the skies.

When bullfrogs started croaking
and ducks began to quack,
some campers started chanting,
“We want our clean lake back!”

I’ve got a couple of dirty socks.
I’m in an awful bind.
I guess I’ll have to bury them.
I hope the worms don’t mind. 

Text © Bruce Lansky reprinted from Rolling in the Aisles, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.

"You're a disgrace!"

You're a Disgrace - Italian Without Words

© Dan Cangelosi and Joseph Delli Carpini from Italian Without Words with permission from its publisher Meadowbrook Press.

Swimming 'Ool

Swimming 'Ool

Swimming in the swimming pool
is where I like to “B,”
wearing underwater goggles
so that I can “C.”
Yesterday, before I swam,
I drank a cup of “T.”
Now the pool’s a “swimming ool”
because I took a “P.”

Text © Kenn Nesbitt reprinted from Miles of Smiles, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.

Poetry Olio

The International Literacy Association Conference is less than a month away!  

Join your favorite poets for an evening of poetry and laughs on Saturday, July 15 at 7:30pm at Hyatt Regency Orlando, Plaza International Ballroom H.

2017 Poetry Olio



Cannonball

by Dave CrawleyCannonball

The lifeguard won’t let me go back in the pool.
He tells me I’ve broken his number one rule.
He didn’t approve of my summertime smash—
The Sultan of Soakers, the cannonball splash.
The cannonball calls for an uncommon flair;
with legs tucked beneath me, I soared through the air.
With a splash that would make me the talk of the school,
I think that I just about emptied the pool.
I splashed Mr. Meese and his silly new hat.
I splashed Mrs. Simpkins, who called me a brat.
I splashed Suzy Smith from her head to her feet
and even the lifeguard, whose whistle went tweet!
So now here I sit in the heat of the day.
No running. No splashing. And no way to play.
My friends are all swimming and staying real cool,
but the lifeguard won’t let me go back in the pool.

Text © Dave Crawley reprinted from Rolling in the Aisles, published by Meadowbrook Press. Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.

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