Kirjahaku

"Before the long commute to the office, before my hemiplegic limbs are in full function and my sleep-stifled brain has been stripped bare of its last vestiges of cobwebs and slumber, at the cusp of awaken's playground, yet still toe-ing the line to full consciousness, I pause for the paper and a quick morning pick-me-up at my local Starbucks, where, without fail....... the barista behind the counter makes me steam."Thus begins the creative sojourn of a coffee addict into the realms of awareness and desire in this clever, poetic description of a person simply stopping into Starbucks for a Cup 'a Joe one morning.Written in a fun and playful way by a masterful poet, it's the perfect 'roast' of coffee, well worthy of 'poring' over. Enjoy

"Listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Paul Revere..."Thus begins the original poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow about the remarkable midnight ride of Paul Revere on his mission to warn the people of Boston that the British were coming. This new poem, by Ari Levitt, picks the story up roughly thirty years later as Paul is looking back over his life and reminiscing about the glory of his youth. It's a clever fun-filled, fictitious accounting of what might have happened to poor Paul in the event that he had actually suffered a midlife crises. But don't worry, it all ends well, with much to learn, and replete with a wonderful take-home message. Enjoy the poem; Enjoy the story; Enjoy the humor; It's a terrific read

Within these pages you will find a very rare gift indeed -- something so shockingly insightful, perhaps it's best if you read it sitting down. Some have called it "the most deeply moving poem I've ever read", "truly profound", "revelatory", and even "life-changing". Ladies and gentlemen, we present for you here, in these incredibly well-written few pages, the only poetic saga believed to exist that might truly answer the age old question: "Why do dogs pee on trees?" Yes, it's true.Just in case you're one of those who lies awake at night, heart pounding, mind racing, desperately trying to puzzle out the answer to this conundrum, this book will be your personal panacea, your saving grace, and the only medicine you will ever need if this is the only issue you ever have... Therefore, buy one now (And buy a spare just in case). Have a looksy, ASAP. Then get some shut-eye. That's our recommendation. And as you snuggle down, rest assured that no trees or dogs were harmed in the wiritng of this book, (although admittedly, a few squirrels and one pigeon were the recipients of not a few uncomfortable glances....)

Enjoy this beautifully written poetic homage to that very special woman in your life. It's perfect as a gift, or as something you might decide to read out loud as a token of your love and appreciation for all that they have done for you.

This richly descriptive and narrative poem, born from a four-hour wait at the Embassy in Singapore where the author went to apply for a three-day travel visa to India, describes one man's journey of mind across a pallet of 'East-meets-West' emotions and experiences as he patiently waits the granting of the document, only to realize that the experience itself may be the closest thing he will ever come to the heart of India. Beautifully written by a masterful writer, the poem is rife with evocative imagery, transformative language, and an overarching concept and thought-process that provides the reader a wonderful journey of mind to embark upon themself. Enjoy

If you don't know what to say to a group (or menagerie) of beasties you happen to meet, Or what to call 'em properly as a host or emcee out loud or in manners discrete, Know we've given our friends of fin, fur, or feather who run, jump, walk, crawl, fly, or churn, specific group names when they gather together, which by reading this book you can learn Yes, you'll find here in bold for all to behold and written unambiguously, all kinds of critter for you to consider, and what then their group names might be --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Enjoy these wonderful verses, by a master poet and wit, to help children (and adults alike) learn & remember the terms we use to describe groups of animals and animal collectives

"Why, this whole dancing business, it isn't such disaster In fact, it's very much like standing -- just a little bit faster.Dancing is fun, it's elegant, debonaire, it's like skating on ice; it's like floating on air. Look at me, I'm Gene Kelly ...or if you wish, Fred Astaire" With this epiphany, the dapper Samba Sam comes to realize that he, in fact, can dance. And more than that, he loves it Enjoy this wonderfully written spoof on Dr. Seuss's classic tale of "Green Eggs & Ham", only this time, instead of harboring a prejudice against green cuisine, our Sam thinks he doesn't like to dance. Until he tries it, that is .... All based on a true story of the real Sam & Joyce Middlebrook.