Childhood Bard

Childhood Bard

When I was a girl growing up in the Jersey suburbs, the poetry of Shel Silverstein was a fun library staple. Even now, I have hard cover copies of Where the Sidewalk Ends and A Light in the Attic which I have missed reading. The whimsical, ridiculous images he painted with rhyme and simple drawings remind me of so many fond things from my youth.

In my drive to design my ideal Literary Lounge, I selected “An Invitation” as the piece I want to hang on the door to my little world beckoning those curious to escape for a while inside. I will print it on simple, linen paper and frame it in a black, scrolled frame; remaining true to Silverstein’s original presentation of the poem. Preferably, I would like to avoid removing such a powerful piece from its original binding.

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