Short and sweet: In honor of all the pop-up jewelry stores, well, popping up this spring, we’re doing a pop-up giveaway: 48-hours from now we’ll give away a set of 12 author-signed jewelry and beading books. Some of the books are brand new releases, some are older classics: all are wonderful.

They’re a mix of metalwork and beadweaving titles, because all the books hold ample inspiration and beauty for artists and jewelry designers of all types. If you already own some of them, of course the books make wonderful gifts for friends.

How can you enter for a chance to win the dozen books? Leave a comment on this blog post by 9 p.m. EST on Wednesday, April 4. The comment can be anything, but just to be different, why don’t you tell us what your favorite poem is? It’s a time to celebrate, after all: April is National Poetry Month and in spring, to paraphrase, the world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.

One winner will be selected at random and announced on Monday, April 9. Click here for the official rules. Thank you for being a part of the Lark Jewelry & Beading community, and please connect with Lark Jewelry & Beading on Facebook.

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While you’re waiting to see if you win, give yourself a reminder about getting your favorite books: pop over to your local bookstore or online and wishlist the books, just in case:


UPDATE: This giveaway is closed. Congratulations to Tessa E. Rickard-Carpenter of Hamtramck, Michigan, the randomly selected winner, and thank you to everyone who participated. I was truly delighted by the poems cited, recited, or created in your comments. Happy Poetry Month, everyone! ~ Ray


  • Carol Cowles

    Wow, wow, wow!  Hope I’d love to win these books, especially the beadweaving ones.  Thanks for the opportunity!

  • MariLyn

    What a wonderful way to get acquainted with some of these superb beaders. Hoping I win.

  • Rmcelorio

    Coplas a la muerte de su padre by Jorge Manrique.

  • MsJoD

    Would love to win Chains, Chains, Chains, Reminds me of what of my favorite lines from a poem “The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe , “the bells, bells, bells…”.

  • Kelly Murphy

    I love the 30 minute series! 

  • http://www.facebook.com/mrswtownsend Gina Townsend

    What a generous offer for an awesome prize!

  • Rockandmineralman

    I love the quality of Lark books.  I buy them when ever I can afford to do so.
    Chris Araujo  rockandmineralman@yahoo.com

  • Sandi Schroder

    This would be excellent to win a signed book!!!  I love making jewelry and I love your FB page….  here are you located, can I work for you?    a working stiff/ artist in disguise,    -Sandi

  • Kelly massman

    Heck of a giveaway! My favorite poem is TheRoad Less Travelled by Frost!

  • Holly

    My favorite poem is one I wrote to my daughters. It is called Bright Star. It’s a bit long to put on here, but I believe it turned out nice and I plan to leave it for my girls to find and share one day when they’ve matured a bit and can fully understand how deeply my love for them really is.

  • Anonymous

    Thank you for making this awesome giveaway possible.  Would love to win them as I make jewelry in all the genres featured.  My favorite poem is William Wordsworth’s “Daffodils”.  Cheers.

  • Melaniejaneb

    I love LARK books!!

    • Siikibam

      Getting this selection of books. Wow!!

  • Carolyneeaves

    She walks in Beauty, like the night 
    Of cloudless climes and starry skies; 
    And all that’s best of dark and bright 
    Meet in her aspect and her eyes: 
    Thus mellowed to that tender light 
    Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impaired the nameless grace 
    Which waves in every raven tress, 
    Or softly lightens o’er her face; 
    Where thoughts serenely sweet express, 
    How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, 
    So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, 
    The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 
    But tell of days in goodness spent, 
    A mind at peace with all below, 
    A heart whose love is innocent!~Lord Byron

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1286619855 Susan Thalmann Reardon

    Great books with tons of information. I’d love to win your generous giveaway.

  • Jackie W.

    Terrific giveaway… fav. poem  ‘Footprints’

  • http://www.pileika.com/ Ilona Pileika

    Taking my chance! What an awesome opportunity! 

  • Mstrwks2003

    What an amazing group of talented
    Artists!!! I would love to have this for my library!!?

  • Gayle

    I don’t have a poem, but I’d love to win these books! Thanks for the opportunity.

  • Mary Ellen

    YES! YES! YES!  I am so ready to win these wonderful books.  Thank you for giving me a chance.  My fav poem:  I’m so glad the sky is painted blue and the earth is painted green and that there’s lots of nice fresh air all sandwiched in between. 

  • Judy Pennington

    Oh I would love some of these.  I’m on disability and can’t afford all the books I would like to have. Would really help me expand my skills. 

    • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1322841792 Judy Evans Pennington

      Oops, forgot the poem. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.  I’ve always thought that was the perfect love poem. 

  • Beadsophisticate

    Jabberwocky.  What a great set of books!  I’d love to win.

  • Beadsophisticate

    Jabberwocky.  What a great set of books!  I’d love to win.

  • Erin

    Awesome giveaway! My favorite poem is “Richard Cory” by Edwin Arlington Robinson. It’s about how a person’s inner being can’t be judged by their outward appearance. I read it in high school, and it continues to stick with me.
    Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
    We people on the pavement looked at him:
    He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
    Clean flavored, and imperially slim.

    And he was always quietly arrayed,
    And he was always human when he talked;
    But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
    “Good-morning,” and he glittered when he walked.

    And he was rich – yes, richer than a king –
    And admirably schooled in every grace:
    In fine, we thought that he was everything
    To make us wish that we were in his place.

    So on we worked, and waited for the light,
    And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
    And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
    Went home and put a bullet through his head.

  • http://peggyinparadise.blogspot.com/ Peggy

    My favorite poem is “Recuerdo” by Emily Dickinson. I’d love to win the books!

  • Sandi

    My poem….a haiku….
    12 books of beauty,
    Beading, Chain, Wire, Metal clay
    They have to be mine!


  • http://profile.yahoo.com/F22BCG4SIEBZ7BZVT5D3UVHRIQ Sharon


    Runny got a present–
    A lovely hurple pat.
    He put it on and pasked his als,
    “What do you think of that?”
    One said, “Ooh,it’s storrible!”
    One said, “Yuck–it hinks!”
    Now Runny Babbit never asks
    What other theople pink.

    ~ Shel Silverstein

    I love Shel Silverstein’s poetry for children!

    And I would love to win this collection of books from Lark!!

  • Judy

    OMG mememe I’d love to win! What a great book collection! :)

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100002176298812 Dee Avery

    Even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious 
    If you say it loud enough you’ll always sound precousious… 
    Okay – maybe not poetry – but it always makes me smile and think of something special from my childhood…

  • Jo

    Favorite poem: Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas.

  • Shayna

    Things to Think   by Robert Bly

    Think in ways you’ve never thought before
    If the phone rings, think of it as carrying a message
    Larger than anything you’ve ever heard,
    Vaster than a hundred lines of Yeats.

    Think that someone may bring a bear to your door,
    maybe wounded and deranged; or think that a moose
    Has risen out of the lake, and he’s carrying on his antlers
    A child of your own whom you’ve never seen.

    When someone knocks on the door, think that he’s about
    To give you something large: tell you you’re forgiven,
    Or that it’s not necessary to work all the time, or that it’s
    Been decided that if you lie down no one will die.

  • Sba13221

    I would so love these books. What an awesome giveaway. Thank you for hosting it. Wonderful!

  • Rockcreekcreations

    I only know the first part of the poem.  Tiger tiger burning bright in the forest of the night.    Awesome giveaway!!!

  • Sally Anderson

    I forgot the poem — anything by Robert Frost. I guess if I had to pick a favorite it would either be Fire & Ice or Mending Wall. But I really love them all!

  • Ana santiago

    Love the poem, Advice to a Son by Ernest Hemingway

  • Sweetrose

    The Blackstone Rangers by Gwendolyn Brooks favorite line “Mary is a rose in a whiskey glass”

  • Frostyblu

    I really don’t read poetry but I enjoy native american quotes. The latest one is “Nothing is so strong as gentleness, nothing so gentle as real strength.” ….Sitting Bull.

    I would love to receive this amazing collection of books since a lot of my books were thrown away due to water damage.

    I never win anything, so this was probably five minutes I will never get back because I entered this contest for which I probably won’t even with.. :)

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=625930215 Emily Watson

    My favorite poem is by Cynthia Zarin… I love how visceral the last line is and the sense of color…. all very visual to me!

    HERMES, 1981
    Bird bones barely hardened, a river
    of blue vein, hyacinth blue, you
    reached for the lintel—if desire
    were meat I would hold that moment              
    forever in my mouth.

    -Cynthia Zarin, The Ada Poems

  • Lawayment

    My favorite poet was Ogden Nash “On Courting” Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker. And who can forget ” The Cow” The cow is of the bovine ilke, one end is moo, thevother milk.

  • Cheryl Davies

    What a great giveaway !!!  It would surely be great addition to my library.

  • Kay Thomerson

    I can’t remember any poems that really inspire me.  But I love your books.  Would love a chance to win.

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Maggie-Barbour/100001827778541 Maggie Barbour

    Oh the thinks I can think!  I could make jewelry links!  With chains and bling, and I could even try making a ring!  There are books on pendants and clay, a jewelry maker could play all day!  A weaver of beads could fulfill everyone’s needs!  Oh the thinks I can think…think I’ll share this fabulous link!  Written on the fly, by a Dr. Suess lovin’ guy…wait!  I’m a girl!  (shoot! Can’t all be Dr. Suess, can we?!?)  Lol!!!

  • Christine O’Toole

    How do I love thee?  Let me count the ways!

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  • sarahk

    btw, favorite poem is To a Stranger 

  • Ana santiago

    Love the poem: Advice to a Son By Ernest Hemingway
    But like better the books in the giveaway

  • Marcy Bell

    Wow, what an awesome gift for someone! My favorite poem is The Cremation of Sam McGee, followed closely by The Raven.

  • Jayne

    What an exceptional group of books! My favorite poem is one that my mother used to read to me; it’s the first poem I can remember hearing as a child – The Swing, by Robert Louis Stevenson.

  • Maria Johnson

    Well, let’s see, should I be whimsical or macabre?  I love Lewis Carroll — “The time has come,” the Walrus said . . . from The Walrus and the Carpenter is a favorite of mine.  But so are some of Emily Dickinson’s poems, not least, “I felt a funeral in my brain, with mourners to and fro . . . ”  Thanks for hosting the giveaway, and thanks for making me think of a couple of different poems that make me happy!  :)

  • Gretchen Nation

    I can’t narrow it down to one favorite poem…just too many!

  • designlady

    Wow, some really great books, several of them are on my must have list, but to get all of these, yahoo! Pick me please. I don’t remember any poems, except one about a daffodil, that I had to memorize in the fifth grade. Speaking of school, Ray your biography says you are from Bellingham, is that Bellingham Massachusetts or Washington? I grew up in Bellingham, Massachusetts!

  • Anonymous

    All these books are just amazing, it’s like being in a candy store……I would be so honored to win a book, I’m trying to learn metal clay techniques and experiment with new things – so these masters who grace us with their knowledge, well, it’s a priceless collection.  thank you for giving us the chance to win these lovely things.  peace.

  • Metalhead195817

    I would dearly LOVE to win your books! They would be a FANTASTIC addition to my jewelry library. I work with all methods of jewelry making and I’m always looking for new ideas and teechniques.I’m sure your books would be a fresh inspiration for me.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000359917676 Jackie Wells

    From the time I was about 16 years old I loved just about everything that Khalil Gibran ever wrote. One of my all time favs though is:
    On Children
     Kahlil GibranYour children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.You may give them your love but not your thoughts, 
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, 
    which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them, 
    but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.You are the bows from which your children
    as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, 
    and He bends you with His might 
    that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as He loves the arrow that flies, 
    so He loves also the bow that is stable.

  • http://twitter.com/505ClaySpace Charlie Jacka

    Oh that would be an amazing collection to add to the library!

  • Mirandack

    The Jabberwocky or anything Shakespeare!

  • Jenn42876

    Robert Frost
    Fire and Ice

    My favorite poem,remindss me of a diamond.

    Some say the world will end in fire,
    Some say in ice.
    From what ive tasted of desire
    I hold with those who favor fire.
    But if it had to perish twice,
    I think I know enough of hate
    To say that for destruction ice
    Is also great
    And would suffice.

  • Anke

    There are some poems by Rainer Maria Rilke that I used to like as a teenager.  Since then I have been mostly reading fiction.

  • penny boehmer

    Bead books from the top beaders are in this group. I know i am always learning from them as are many others.. They  share the best tools of life experiences with all of us and i sincerely thank them for this.

  • Beverly Herman

    I don’t have a favorite poem but I could see so many of these books being one of my favorites. What a wonderful collection to add to one’s libriary.

  • Carrie

    Love your books!!

    My favorite poem since I was a girl:

    Love me without fear
    Trust me without questioning
    Need me without demanding
    Want me without restrictions
    Accept me without change
    Desire me without inhibitions
    For a love so free….
    Will never fly away.

  • Bonniebeader

    Roses are red, violets are blue. If I win this contest. I will bead something for you. B

  • Kathy B

    Great group of books! One, of many, favorite poems is “A Light exists in Spring,” by Emily Dickinson.

  • http://www.facebook.com/Katmandew Kathryn Mattox

    hmm..any of Edgar Allen Poe’s poems  I also love Amy Lowell’s Patterns

  • Wbrowndesign

    Love to win this incredible set of books please!

  • Emily N.

    The good, the bad and the inconvenientby Marge Piercy
    Gardening is often a measured cruelty:what is to live and what is to be tornup by its roots and flung on the compostto rot and give its essence to new soil.It is not only the weeds I seize.go down the row of new spinach—their little bright Vs crowding—and snatch every other, flingingtheir little bodies just as healthy,just as sound as their neighborsbut judged, by me, superfluous.We all commit crimes too smallfor us to measure, the ant soldierswe stomp, whose only aim was toprotect, to feed their vast family.It is I who decide which beetlesare “good” and which are “bad”as if each is not whole in its kind.We eat to live and so do they,the locusts, the grasshoppers,the flea beetles and aphids and slugs.By bad I mean inconvenient. Nothingwe do is simple, without consequenceand each act is shadowed with death.

  • Juliej Beck

    My father reciting Edgar Alan Poe’s The Raven

  • Anonymous

    not a poem but a quote…accredited to anonymous …..“Keeping house is like stringing beads with no knot in the end of the thread”

  • Connique Jewellery

    Would have loved to take part – but alas, I don’t reside in the USA!  What a pity.

  • Judith Bertoglio-Giffin

    not a poem, but favorite saying, “Life is too short to wear tight shoes.”  I could use a pile like this to take to bed and read.

  • http://www.facebook.com/emrokol Stephanie R. Hager

    Look to this day for it is life,
    the very life of life is the way this poem starts by a 5th century Hindu poet
    / playwright named Kalidasa. Cool marketing plan for the books!

  • http://www.facebook.com/dee.wingrovesmith Dee ‘Beadee’ Wingrove-Smith

    My favourite line is from Lord Byron is “Pleasure’s a sin, and sometimes sin’s a pleasure” from Don Juan.  I read it whilst at school and I often quote it to myself – usually when I’m buying lots of beads and books etc at bead shows and online.  

  • Lori L

    What a fantastic collection of books!!

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Dora-Muller-Harrison/1147027254 Dora Muller Harrison

    Oh wow.   I would love to win these books…I would love to try new ideas, and make a lot of different new creations. Thank you so very much for this oppertunity.

  • Kassandra -

    Wow, what a great collection of beading books!

    I think you can find poem in many songs. One of my favorite is the song “Emerald Eyes” from Grave Digger – it’s a wonderful declaration of love to a woman.

    “…Your long golden hair

    Reflecting the light

    Your Emerald Eyes

    Twinkle like stars in the night

    Your smile shines brighter than the sun

    You are my queen
    choose who is worthy of you…”

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/Q7J7JUZUSPUXLDLCDTRPXFY3AU megreen

    It would be great to win any of these wonderful books.  I believe we should all continue learning, no matter what the field is.  Thanks for the opportunity.

  • Jennie P.

    I would love to win these books. I’m especially psyched that Metal Clay Fusion is included.

  • Brian E.

    One of my favorites is by Byron:  “So We’ll Go No More A-Roving” by Byron.  I was first introduced to it in Ray Bradbury’s “The Martian Chronicles.”  In the scene, crewman Spender, before he goes rogue, recites the poem because it is of what the ruined Martian city reminds him: “So we’ll go no more a-roving/So late into the night/Though the heart remain as loving/And the moon be still as bright.  For the sword outwears its sheath/And the soul wears out the breast/And the heart must pause to breathe/And love itself have rest.  Though the night was made for loving/And the day return too soon/Yet, we’ll go no more a-roving/By the light of the moon.”  It is the poem I copied and taped to my monitor on my last day with AT&T after a 26-year run.  I wonder what was made of it?

    I think often of “Acquainted With the Night” by Robert Frost, “When you are old and grey” by Yeats, “Kubla Khan” by Coleridge, and “Annabel Lee” by Poe.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1655206576 Michelle Walrath

    Amazing collection of books that any crafter would love to have!
    My favorite poem is a bit long but still it is my favorite =D 
    “The Giving Tree” by Shel Silverstein  
    Can not get much better than that!

  • Gill

    What a great selection, been beading seriously for just over a year and I can see so much to learn from this selection…
    My favourite poem.. ‘Not Waving but Drowning’.

  • Varda

    My favorite poem….hmmmm…that’s a big problem as I have so many…my real favorites are all the poems written by the Israeli poet Rachel – showing so much suffering but oh, so much hope as well…

  • http://www.bprecious.blogspot.com/ Barbara

    Es gibt nichts gutes, ausser man tut es!

  • Diane

    These would be fun to win! I have some but could always share the duplicates with bead buddies:)

  • http://www.facebook.com/eileen2000 Eileen McGarvey

    this is one of my favorite poems:

    Kindness Naomi Shihab Nye Before you know what kindness really isyou must lose things,feel the future dissolve in a momentlike salt in a weakened broth.What you held in your hand,what you counted and carefully saved,all this must go so you knowhow desolate the landscape can be between the regions of kindness. How you ride and ridethinking the bus will never stop,the passengers eating maize and chickenwill stare out the window forever. Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,you must travel where the Indian in a white poncholies dead by the side of the road.You must see how this could be you,how he too was someonewho journeyed through the night with plansand the simple breath that kept him alive. Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.You must wake up with sorrow.You must speak to it till your voicecatches the thread of all sorrowsand you see the size of the cloth. Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,only kindness that ties your shoesand sends you out into the dayto mail letters and purchase bread,only kindness that raises its headfrom the crowd of the world to sayit is I you have been looking for,and then goes with you everywherelike a shadow or a friend.

  • Marilyn Normans

    My favourite poem is by Wordsworth:
    I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

    For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.

    Marilyn Norman

  • Leslie G

    Favorite poem:
    Fleas, by Ogden Nash
    Adam had ‘em.

    Thanks for the chance to win.

  • Napolde

    my favorite Poem? …. hmmm, i love fairies, fairies inspire me to making jewelry … i think i will write my favorite  fairy-poem :)

    Fairy Poem by William AllinghamWhen you feel a little breeze,
    or notice a tickle, or need to sneeze
    or find your things are rearranged
    or something seems a little strange
    Look very closely and you might see
    sparkly dust, or a buzzing bee:
    Behold! a fairy with gossamer wings
    has come to show you wondrous things!greetings from Germany :)~* Napolde *~*Fairy Pearls*

  • Napolde

    my favorite Poem? …. hmmm, i love fairies, fairies inspire me to making jewelry … i think i will write my favorite  fairy-poem :)

    Fairy Poem by William AllinghamWhen you feel a little breeze,
    or notice a tickle, or need to sneeze
    or find your things are rearranged
    or something seems a little strange
    Look very closely and you might see
    sparkly dust, or a buzzing bee:
    Behold! a fairy with gossamer wings
    has come to show you wondrous things!greetings from Germany :)~* Napolde *~*Fairy Pearls*

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Heike-Steiner/100001048110197 Heike Steiner

    Wenn Du jemanden ohne Lächeln siehst, gib ihm deins.

    If you see someone without a smile, just give him yours. 

  • Lisa W.

    the poem that was always my favorite was something we saw painted on the side of a tank when we first moved to NH.  As young teens we decided it was something to memorize.  It’s short but sweet and a tongue twister. :-)
    No one knows whose nose not knows, truths beauty, not the rose

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Hanneke-Den-Oudsten/100000066256498 Hanneke Den Oudsten

    I’n no poet, but the jewels in these books are LIKE poetry!!

  • Karla B.

    Although this isn’t my favorite poem, it is one of the few I can remember.  It has always reminded me of the time my mom was teaching plaster painting to children. One of the little boys chose a plaque with fruit on it. He proceeded to color the orange with purple paint. My mom walked over to him and said “Hmmm, I’ve never seen a purple orange before” and the little boy replied, “Well you have now!”

    I never saw a purple cow
    I never hope to see one.
    But I can tell you anyhow,
    I’d rather see than be one.

  • Barbarabriggsdesigns

    How do I love thee…let me count the ways!

  • Rose

    Will always remember The Owl and the Pussycat by Edward Lear. Can recite most of it by heart.

  • Kerin Rose

    oh wow1..I teach intro to jewelry at the community college here….it is a brand new course and they  have not TRULY ‘invested’ in this course yet…they purchased some tools, but it is a simple, cold connections class, and we are working in the clay studio!…yet, even w/ limited resources and  tools, you should SEE what my students have been able to produce!…these books would be so inspiring to them…( at present there  aren’t any!)   Poems…how I love them…not too many favorites, I have many favorite poets…heres one from EE Cummings that is one of mine!:

    if everything happens that can’t be done
    if everything happens that can’t be done

    if everything happens that can’t be done
    (and anything’s righter
    than books
    could plan)
    the stupidest teacher will almost guess
    (eith a run
    around we go yes)
    there’s nothing as something as one
    one hasn’t a why or because or although
    (and buds know better
    than books
    don’t grow)
    one’s anything old being everything new
    (with a what
    around we come who)
    one’s everanything so
    so world is a leaf so tree is a bough
    (and birds sing sweeter
    than books
    tell how)
    so here is away and so your is a my
    (with a down
    around again fly)
    forever was never till now
    now i love you and you love me
    (and books are shutter
    than books
    it is at moments after i have dreamed
    can be)
    and deep in the high that does nothing but fall
    (with a shout
    around we go all)
    there’s somebody calling who’s we
    we’re anything brighter than even the sun
    (we’re everything greater
    than books
    might mean)
    we’re everyanything more than believe
    (with a spin
    alive we’re alive)
    we’re wonderful one times one

  • Jeanne

    Alas, I don’t have a favorite poem.  But I’d still like to win the books!  : )

  • njgraver

    I’d love to win tho I already have several…would share with my bead group!
    Favorite poem is by Emma Lazarus on the Statue of Liberty
    “Give me your tired, your poor, your yearning masses to be free…..”
    It reminds me of the basis of the founding of this country which often gets lost in politics.
    Also brings back great times spent with my grandparents in NYC!

  • Cori

    My favorite poem is Sylvia Plath’s Mad Girl’s Love Song. 
    And it would be so amazing to win all these books!

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1397828231 Christine Camp

    Wow!  I would LOVE to win all of these!  :)
    My favorite poem is ‘The Road Not Taken’ by Robert Frost… ;)

  • Lily

    Mary Hettmanspergers new book Heat, Color, Set & Fire is fabulous.

  • Sahmsations

    My favorite poem is How Do I Love Thee.  My husband gave me the Sonnets of the Portuguese when we were dating.  Our daughter is named Elizabeth Barrett and she was born on March 6th, which is Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s birthday. And our daughter can write beautiful poetry too.  Now that’s really weird.  

  • http://CatherineMarissa.etsy.com/ Catherine

    I don’t have a favorite poem off the top of my head, but I have a favorite poet … Shel Silverstein! :)  Thanks for the chance.

  • Deb Andersen

    I love anything written by Shel Silverstein, a children’s poet for children of all ages!!  And I would also love to be the recipient of all these wonderful, lovely books.   (Even though I already own a couple.  Hey, I would share!)

  • Theonlym

    I love your blog. I also love the poem about Dance like no one is Watching.

  • Glynnag

    The Frost poem “Two Roads Diverged in a Wood” found its way into my essays and speechs.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1611692437 Cortney Hall Phillips

    Wowzers on the book selection!! It’s truly drool worthy!  My favorite poem is Making a Fist by Naomi Shihab Nye.  When life gets tough, it’s a great inspirational read to keep you moving forward. 

  • E Duijzerdewit

    I want to make juwelry for my self and my friends. this book wil lurn me how to do it.

  • Carol Faith

    What a great selection of book.  Jewelry and Bling are my thing.  That is about as poetic as I get. 

  • bead hostage

    I’m so glad I checked my email this morning.  Great giveaway!  I like haiku…no particular favorite

  • rice827

    I am a book fanatic.  This contest is right up my alley.  thanks lark books

  • Deci Worland

    “Always Being Born” by Pablo Neruda. Oh, if I win these….

  • Beaduser

    I don’t have a favorite poem, however, I am enjoying reading what everyone else’s is…it’s bringing back memories.

  • http://artofthefirebird.com artofthefirebird

    Not feeling terribly poetic this morning, but this is a GREAT giveaway!

  • http://artofthefirebird.com artofthefirebird

    Not feeling terribly poetic this morning, but this is a GREAT giveaway!

  • Phone361

    What an unbelievable giveaway.  Thanks Lark books.

  • CoCo

    And the winner is…….I hope it’s me!

  • Lalaroro

    The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men Gang aft a-gley, An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain, For promis’d joy!
    From To A Mouse by Robert Burns. This quote reminds me of some of my failed jewelry projects!

  • Jamie

    I don’t have one favorite, but how about a favorite type?  Lately, I’ve been getting into Haiku poetry.  Love it!

  • CanCan

    My poem offering:
    my eyes follow as she
    walks cross the street
    eyes darting from her necklace
    to her dark chocolate treat

    my impulse to approach her
    was stopped short and quick
    oh, the chocolate or the jewelry
    which one would I pick

    I must make up my mind
    just a quick grab and run
    the necklace is a beauty
    but the chocolate’s more fun!

  • Sarahandgabby

    Not much of a poetry reader but i did always love Shel Silverstein, particularly The Giving Tree.

  • Stacey Deoudes

    Reading poems isn’t my thing at all. But beadweaving is! So many great books! Thank you for this giveaway!

  • Angelmoose

    my favorite poems are the ones my children wrote as they grew up.  i have them in a book on my night table.  they always bring a smile to my face and warmth to my heart.

  • Cwhitejewelry

    Swedish poet Piet Hien – “Live while you have life to live, love while you have life to give.”
    And my favorite: If I knew what I would know, when my candle has burnt low, it would greatly ease my plight, when my candle still burns bright.”

  • Sharlyn Premuda

    I’ve never been great at remembering poetry.  And, right now, “Roses are Red” is about the only thing that comes to mind.  I actually remember nursery rhymes and they played a large part in my childhood.  What a gift someone will get when you draw their name to receive these books!  Someday, maybe I’ll win!

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Peggy-Wilcox-Russell/1841074588 Peggy Wilcox Russell

    My favorite poem is called The Weaver. It’s about mixing the dull and drab threads in with the vibrant and lustrous. It’s hard to tell the pattern until it’s finished, but all the threads together are what make the pattern interesting and tactile. Like people, it takes the creative and book-smart, the wild and tame to make this an interesting world to live in.

  • Amethyst61

    Thank you very much for this giveaway ! I hope it is open to France.
     My favorite poem is Il pleure dans mon coeur by Verlaine =)

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Tina-Lilja/100000657578411 Tina Lilja

    WHAT A GREAT idea…thanks!

  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_NEGOH5HT3ZQ2WF6JUXJFBRGSNM ChristianaGems

    GO placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with other, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.



  • http://pulse.yahoo.com/_NEGOH5HT3ZQ2WF6JUXJFBRGSNM ChristianaGems

    GO placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with other, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.



  • cindi marinez

    love, love, LOVE Shel Silverstein poems!! 

  • http://www.facebook.com/ByCher Cher Whittle

    Thank you for the awesome book giveaway! I don’t know any poems :(

  • Pamelaric

    I am a big fan of Ogden Nash, especially:

    What’s the Use?

    Sure, deck your limbs in pants,
    Yours are the limbs, my sweeting.
    You look divine as you advance . . . 
    Have you seen yourself retreating?
    Ogden Nash

  • Dona DeLaura

    The Raven was my favorite; Once upon a midnight dreary, as I wander weak and weary, will I win these books my deary!!!

  • Mingomama23

    “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost – kind of reflects the way I create…starting out one way…then going back and starting out another way.

  • Mingomama23

    “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost – kind of reflects the way I create…starting out one way…then going back and starting out another way.

  • http://www.lajewelrydesign.blogspot.com/ Lea Avroch

    What an incredible giveaway! would love to win this, but how can I think of a poem when I’m drooling over all these wonderful books? ;-)

  • http://www.facebook.com/sandy.spivey2 Sandy Spivey

    I guess I would have to say my favorite poem is, “I Know Why the Caged
    Bird Sings”, by Maya Angelou.  For me she is the best of the modern day
    poets and this particular verse rings of truth for so many in the world today.
    I love the assortment of books in this collection.  I already have Jamie Cloud Eakins book (in fact I have a piece in the gallery of her book) but I would love to have them all!  I could give Jamie’s book as a gift.
    Thank you for the opportunity!

  • Jamie Spires

    Psalm 42.  Actually the whole book of Psalms is wonderful!

  • Judibeads

    When my sister and I were little, my grandmother bought a set of Childcraft books, and she would read to us before bedtime.  Her favorite poem to read to us was A Ballad Of China, by Laura E. Richards

    Her Name was Dilliki Dolliki Dinah;
    Niece she was to the Empress of China;
    Fair she was as a morning in May, when Hy Kokolorum stole her away.

    It was many verses long, and she would read each verse with so much excitement in her voice!  We loved this poem!  I even went so far as to search on Ebay and find my own set of Childcraft books from the same year, and I sit with the “Poems” volume, read about Dilliki Dolliki Dinah, and remember all the other magical people that live in my memory!

  • Sheila Hoag

    My favorite poet is Robert Frost!  This is a bit of his work.

    The woods are lovely, dark, and deep.But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.

  • Mary Kearney

    One of my favorite poems is Where The Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein.

  • Jacquie Champion

    I love poppies so my favorite poem is In Flanders Flieds

    “In Flanders fields the poppies blowBetween the crosses, row on row,That mark our place; and in the skyThe larks, still bravely singing, flyScarce heard amid the guns below.
    We are the Dead. Short days agoWe lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,Loved and were loved, and now we lieIn Flanders fields.
    Take up our quarrel with the foe:To you from failing hands we throwThe torch; be yours to hold it high.If ye break faith with us who dieWe shall not sleep, though poppies growIn Flanders fields.”

  • Theresa Buchle

    THE fog comes
    on little cat feet.
    It sits looking
    over harbor and city
    on silent haunches
    and then moves on. (Carl Sandburg)I’ve love it since I was just a little girl cutting all the beads off Babrie’s gown to make jewelry.


  • Romana Ts

    I have read many great books from many great writers, classic and modern, what i really good remember is one part of Alexander Puschkin’s Eugen Onegin in original russian language, It’s letter to Onegin from Tatiana. Very beautiful part and i still remember it :-)

  • Scotdog

    OOoo…my favorite day was the April 1st.  That is my Scottie Fiona’s 12th birthday. She has been very sick & was in the dog hospital last Monday & Tuesday, but she’s well & much better.  She is the oldest dog I have ever had & though an old lady, she loves me so much.  Hummm…think I need to write a poem.
    Fiona is the best
    She’s lived longer than the rest
    She barks to go in
    She barks to go out
    She barks for food
    She barks for water
    But when she barks for
    Love, my heart soars

  • Jackiemarchant

    I love to be creative and I love to read…I am not wealthy so can’t buy all the books I would love to own…  My husband is a vietnam vet and is 100 percent disabled and we live off his disability.  I love beading , crocheting, cross stitching and decoupage ….I love working with polymer clay when I can buy it…  I am a self taught beader   and right now making jewelry is my craft of choice and I hope one day to be in a craft festival and sell my jewelry.  I would love to win these books…. Thank you so much for this chance ….What a kind and generous opportunity……ty , bye for now, Jacqueline Marchant

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=794424391 Tamelyn Feinstein

    My favorite poem: “Storm Warnings” by Adrienne Rich.

  • Helen

    My favorite poem is a limeric that oddly enough my Mother taught me.  There once was a lady from Kent, who pooped wherever she went, she went to the fair, and tried to poop there, but they filled her behind with cement.  I would really love to win those books

  • Jackiemarchant

    Oh gosh I love emily dickinson……… one little snippet I can give ya is:
     Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.
    Part Four: Time and Eternity


    I NEVER saw a moor,

    I never saw the sea;

    Yet know I how the heather looks,

    And what a wave must be.

    I never spoke with God,        5

    Nor visited in heaven;

    Yet certain am I of the spot

    As if the chart were given.

  • Karen Firnberg

    What a wonderful giveaway! Lark Books are some of my favorites. Thanks for the opportunity to win these.

    My favorite poem is:
    Pinocchio By Shel SilversteinPinocchio, Pinocchio,That little wooden bloke-io,His nose, it grew an inch or twoWith every lie he spoke-io.Pinocchio, Pinocchio,Thought life was just a joke-io,‘Til the morning that he met that catAnd the fox in a long red cloak-io.They cried, “Come on, Pinocchio,We’ll entertain the folk-io,On puppet strings you’ll dance and singFrom Timbuktu to Tokyo.”Pinocchio, Pinocchio,Got sold to a trav’lin’ show-kio,Got put in a cage by a man in a rageWith a stick to give him a poke-io.So Pinocchio, Pinocchio,Out of that cage he brokie-ioTo the land where boys just play with toysAnd cuss and fight and smoke-io.Pinocchio, Pinocchio,He finally awoke-ioWith donkey ears and little-boy tears,And his poor wooden heart was broke-io.So back home ran Pinocchio,As fast as he could go-kio,But his daddy, he had gone to sea,So off to sea went Pinocchio.Pinocchio, Pinocchio,He got quite a soak-ioWhen he lost his sail and got ate by a whale,And it looked like he was gonna croak-io.But Pinocchio, Pinocchio,A fire he did stoke-ioInside that whale, who sneezed up a galeAnd blew him out in the smoke-io.Pinocchio, Pinocchio,Next mornin’ he awoke-io,And he had no strings or puppety things,And his donkey ears had disappeared,And his nose– – surprise– – was the normal size,And his body felt fine, not made of pine,And he cried, “Oh joy, I’m real boy,And everything’s okey-dokey-o.”

  • Tpbeader

    This giveaway is outstanding and with the way prices are going up day by day winning something would be fantastic.

  • Tpbeader

    This giveaway is outstanding and with the way prices are going up day by day winning something would be fantastic.

  • Gracebeading

    Favorite poem…Leaves of Grass

    This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the
    animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for
    the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate
    tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward
    the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man
    or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with
    the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the
    open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you
    have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever
    insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and
    have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines
    of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every
    motion and joint of your body

    - Walt Whitman

  • Gracebeading

    Favorite poem…Leaves of Grass

    This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the
    animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for
    the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate
    tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward
    the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man
    or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with
    the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the
    open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you
    have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever
    insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and
    have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines
    of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every
    motion and joint of your body

    - Walt Whitman

  • Kathy Young

    Oh, so many wonderful books.  Some on my “wish list” some I already own.  I could always donate any duplications to my local bead society library-Dallas Bead Society.

  • Pammietaj

    Song of Myself by Walt Whitman.

    I know I have the best of time and space, and was never measured and never will be measured.

  • http://www.beadlolabead.com/ Lola

    What an exciting giveaway!  My poem is …

    Beauty is truth’s smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.

    By: Rabindranath Tagore

    Thank you!

  • Alicia Hartley

    somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond   by E. E. Cummings somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
    any experience,your eyes have their silence:
    in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
    or which i cannot touch because they are too near

    your slightest look easily will unclose me
    though i have closed myself as fingers,
    you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
    (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

    or if your wish be to close me, i and
    my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
    as when the heart of this flower imagines
    the snow carefully everywhere descending;

    nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
    the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
    compels me with the color of its countries,
    rendering death and forever with each breathing

    (i do not know what it is about you that closes
    and opens;only something in me understands
    the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
    nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

  • Whimseywen

    I love your books.  In fact I have quite a few.  When i go to the library I look under Lark.  Art book such as yours are so important for inspiration as well a learning new techniques.  Wish I had them all…w barno

  • Susan Council

    Yeats- When you are Old
    When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
    And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
    And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
    Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

    How many loved your moments of glad grace,
    And loved your beauty with love false or true,
    But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
    And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

    And bending down beside the glowing bars,
    Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
    And paced upon the mountains overhead
    And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

  • fleur

    it is a fine idea thankyou or ikhou of books especially books of beads

  • Meword55

    What an interesting and diverse group of books!
    I have long been fond of a short poem by Marianne Moore called Mother Goose’s Garlands. If I remember correctly: Around, around the sun we go; the moon goes round the earth. We do not die of death – we die of vertigo.

  • Anonymous

    1 Corinthians 13

    If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.This is by far my favorite, written by St. Paul.  I have come to see that beautiful poetry, beautiful music, beautiful songs are simply the stringing together of different “types of beads” to create something lovely.The books listed are a wonderful treasure!

  • https://facebook.com/janemichael.beads JaneMichael

    Awesome book collection!

  • Mypinkrainbow

    I wish that I could have this always remembered by the young women of today , : You are more beautiful than you know~ More Talented than you Think ~ and You are more Loved than you can Imagine” i think this is the perfect quote and every person in the world needs to know this and maybe our world would be a kinder place
    have a pink rainbow day georgia from ohio

  • Ellen Rosenberg

    Oh, me, me, me! One of my favorite poems is The Journey by Mary Oliver.

  • Joyce

    Beads and jewelry
    That is poetry!

  • Tiffanyhaley2007

    Maya Angelou’s Phenomenal Woman has always been a favorite of mine.  As well as Jill Scott!

  • http://www.facebook.com/everinrain Ryann Wohlgemuth

    roses are red,
    violets are blue,
    If you were a zombie,
    I would shoot you

  • Gnaholbert

    Wow what a great addittion to my library these would make  with a few spares. Lark books are awesome.

  • Moon2bead

    My favorite poem is by James Joyce I Think That I Shall Never See..probably one of the first poems I ever had to memorize in school. I would love to win the package of books…add to my collection of craft books…mostly knitting and beading.

  • Andrea Augustin

    Was für eine außergewöhnliche Gruppe von Bücher! Ich erinnere mich an ein Gedicht an die Kindheit…. ich musste es lernen dann….ein Muttertagsgedicht… so schön, dass ich es auch meiner Tochter gelernt habe…. dieser Post hat ein großes Lächeln auf mein Gesicht gezaubert, danke dafür…l.g.

  • Ingrid

    My 5 year old son is too cute when we read Shel Silverstein’s Don’t Bump the Glump. And we all love The Giving Tree around here. Reading Shel’s books is almost as much fun (but not quite!) as reading these 12 books would be!

  • Nugent Karen

    Karen Nugent

    I just returned from China on Valentine’s Day where I took 12 jewelry making classes by Joanne Fraser.  I believe Joanne was taught by Candie!!  I really enjoy making jewelry as it satisfies my creative side!!  I am interested in making jewelry for extra income to help support my family with 3 children all of whom were preemies 2 of which have mild Cerebral Palsy!  
    The poem I have chosen is 
    If I Could Give My Mom the World
    If I could give my mom the worldOr anything she wanted,I’d give her my own heart and soulAnd leave my own heart haunted.I’d take upon myself her lifeWith all its strife and pain,And let her ease into some spaceWhere she could live again.
    The pain for me would not be pain,At least not for a while;For I’d be doing it for her,And I would see her smile.
    I wish that I could take her heartAnd cleanse it with my tears,And make her sorrow go away,And answer all her fears.
    I wish, I wish, but then I can’t,As I watch helplessly,And take her in my arms and sayI wish that it were me.
    But loving is a hard, hard way,With all the pain it brings.And yet there is no other wayTo touch the heart of things.  

    Please consider me for the free giveaway as it could help me with my new endeavor!!

  • Teriqua

     The Road Not Taken

    Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth;Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claimBecause it was grassy and wanted wear,Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same,And both that morning equally layIn leaves no step had trodden black.Oh, I marked the first for another day!Yet knowing how way leads on to wayI doubted if I should ever come back.I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.

    Robert Frost

  • Anonymous

    What a fabulous give away!  Rose are red, violets are blue…..

  • Kc

    I love almost anything written by Billy Collins or Shel Silverstein. Their poems are always a good jumping off point for mental voyages, down to earth flights of fancy. Please throw my hat into the ring for this great giveaway.

  • Paula Rosenow

    Here’s a poem by Ruth Bell Graham

    They come and go so quickly
    Spring and Fall . . .
    as if they had not really
    come at all.
    we could not take
    too much of beauty,
    breath-catching glory,
    ecstasy without relief;
    and so
    God made them

  • http://atomicrabbit.blogspot.com/ Liz Steiner

    Anything by Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks. “Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”

  • Mlgovaar

    WOW! This is just what I need for inspiration! What a generous offer of an amazing set of books.
    This is one of my favorites
    Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel SilversteinThere is a place where the sidewalk endsAnd before the street begins,And there the grass grows soft and white,And there the sun burns crimson bright,And there the moon-bird rests from his flightTo cool in the peppermint wind.Let us leave this place where the smoke blows blackAnd the dark street winds and bends.Past the pits where the asphalt flowers growWe shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And watch where the chalk-white arrows goTo the place where the sidewalk ends.Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,For the children, they mark, and the children, they knowThe place where the sidewalk ends.

  • Kyster510

    giving away my beaded jewelry is like giving love!!!! unfortunately I can’t eat love so I NEED to start selling!!!!!

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=684623750 Jenny Puckett

    It’s too hard to pick a favorite!

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000386351686 Red Stella

    Full Moon Song by Georgie Starbuck Galbraith

    And what if your vows prove false in time?And what if I’m left to weep,Is the rose less sweet in its crimson prime,that its beauty cannot keep? Was ever the moon that didn’t wane?Yet tonight the moon is full,And the heart is richer that chances painThan the heart in cotton wool. Then what, my love, if your love is brief?Tonight you are mine to kiss,And better a century of griefThan never an hour of bliss.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001059800934 Theresa Anderson

    Well, never read poetry in school and so never peaked my interest in it.  I do love a good crime novel and of course, any crafting/beading books!

  • Delelliosandra

    I love poems!!!!! But I love even more jewelry!!!!!!!

  • Irene Barnett

    There have been some poems which have inspired me. The awful thing is that I can’t remember them now. Would love to win these books.

  • Mariecampbell2

    A grand celebration of spring — a tribute to meadow LARKS and mockingjays and lines from Wordsworth or Emily D — and why not also to Diane F who celebrtes nature and flowers and innovation and sharing?  Or Mary H creating through fire and tools? A tribute to Rachel who gets us to a higher plane and scale through jazz and bead rhythms.   to Laura who appreciates artistry and innovation, to Marcia’s love of  creativity and bountiful exploration of technique?  the season to ‘start early and take my dog,”…..

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Peggy-Wilcox-Russell/1841074588 Peggy Wilcox Russell

    Great giveaway! My favorite poem is called The Weaver, not sure of the author. Vibrant and shiny threads are woven with threads dull and bland. At the end we see that all threads are equally necessary to make the pattern complete. Just like life!

  • Kateřina Chejlavová

    Hello everybody… I am
    really a poetry person, so it is really difficult for me to say, which poem I
    like most. And if I could pick also song lyrics, it would be even harder. I
    write poems myself, and I think that most poets who inspire me are non-professionals.
    Some of my beading projects are inspired by song lyrics or poems. Unfortunately
    all of the poems are in Czech language… I could try a translation for you but
    it wouldn’t be such an experience. 



    Wincent Básník

    Krásně umírám

    inspirováno otiskem krajky na ňadrech


    promiň za knoflík

    prsty se mi třesou

    jsou tak teploučká

    laskej mě






    právě teď jdu smrti vstříc

    nevěřila bys

    jednou všechno uletí

    tahle smrt však

    celá bude z perleti


    jakou mohla jsi mi dát

    dnes naposled

    nebudu ti lhát

    našel jsem svůj grál

    umřít tebou překochán

    vždycky jsem si přál 


    Wincent the Poet: Dying


    inspired by sign of lace
    on breasts




    sorry for the button

    my fingers are shaking

    they are so warm

    caress me





    for the last time

    just now I go toward

    you wouldn’t believe

    once everything will fly

    but this death 

    will all be of pearl

    the most beautiful

    you could give me

    today for the last time

    I won’t lie to you, see

    I found your Holly

    to die over-admired with

    I wished most on my

  • Jazzrgal

    I’d love to get any one of these books!

  • Lynne Glazzard

    My favourite poen is called ‘Wind’ by Ted Hughes and begins with the line ‘This house has been far out at sea all night”

  • Stitchkat

    Favorite poem? How about favorite poet?! Emily Dickinson. Terrifi giveaway you’ve got here.

  • beadsong

    As many wonderful poems as I’ve studied, enjoyed, and appreciated in life, the one that popped into my head first (and this says more about the way my mind works than anything else) is this Ogden Nash whimsy that I learned when I was about four:
    I’ve never seen a purple cow
    I never hoped to see one
    But I can tell you anyhow
    I’d rather see than be one

  • Amelia Upton

    One of my favorite poems is Fire and Ice by Robet Frost! This is such an amazing collection, I would love to add them all to my library!

  • Mayranb

    How about favorite quote:
    “Life’s journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved
    body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting “…holy
    s**t…what a ride!” Mavis Leyrer

  • Noblebutterfly

    Roses are red Violets are blue Theres Nobody quite as angelic as you .I wrote this to my girlfriend Leondra Johnson like 20 yrs ago . She is truly an angelic friend .

  • Swesthoff

    I love anything by ee cummings :)

  • Julesck41

    ya know, i don’t think i have a favorite poem, i’d never sopped to think about it, i do love the book Song of Solomon inthe Old testament by King Solomon, just about al of that book is a poem to the love of his life. so i guess that is my favorite

  • Michellebleujewelry

    I really like “Birches” by Robert Frost (oh my Eng Comp teacher is shaking her head for wrong citation form… LOL.
    One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

  • Danathewebdiva

    What a great collection of books!  I would love to win this :-)

  • Vicky

    My favorite poem is ” Nothing Gold Can Stay” by Robert Frost. I can just visualize every word. These books could help visualize some jewelry.

  • http://www.facebook.com/nanlee3 Nancy Lee

    My favorite poem is “hope” by Emily Dickinson:

    Hope is the thing with feathers
    That perches in the soul,
    And sings the tune–without the words,
    And never stops at all,

    And sweetest in the gale is heard;
    And sore must be the storm
    That could abash the little bird
    That kept so many warm.

    I’ve heard it in the chillest land,

    And on the strangest sea;

    Yet, never, in extremity,

    It asked a crumb of me.

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/PTU55LCZHINHFBGOYWJIH64H2I Judith

    I would adore winning a book. please enter me.

  • Dorisanne H.

    WOW!!! What an awesome giveaway!
    Sadly, I don’t have a favorite poem… :(

  • http://www.facebook.com/SusanMarieHuguenard Susan Marie Huguenard

    I’m not a poet and I know it;o) but I do have current favorite poem that was from Star Trek Next Generation. It’s called “Ode to Spot” and will be written by Data in the year 2369;o)
    Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
    An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
    Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
    Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.

    I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
    A singular development of cat communications
    That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
    For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.

    A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
    You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
    And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
    It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

    O Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
    Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
    And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
    I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

  • Lainyw619

    A tiskit a tasket a green and yellow basket. Would love to have it filled with beading treasures!

  • Nologic

    One of my favorite poems was written by James Stewart about his dog, Beau.
    It was written from his heart and is full of love.

  • ABQwired

    Spoken by my mother many years ago:  
    “You can be the person you want to be if you work at it.
    You can do anything if you really want it and are willing to work for it.  
    The hard part is deciding who you wa”nt to be and what you want to do.” 

    Because of her words I am the person I wanted to become, doing what I wanted to do. 
    Now I want to become a jewelry artist. 
    Time will tell if her words are still with me as I work toward this new person.
    I miss you every day, Momma

  • Sand .

    “Tin Wedding Whistle” by Ogden Nash!

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/E2ISWDHU6D6VDV2C6C7VP5VRCA Heather

    Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost. I memorized the poem when I was twelve because it was read by a dreamy boy in a movie filled with boys and I was at “that age.” The Outsiders is still a favorite and so is the poem.
    Nature’s first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf’s a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf,
    So Eden sank to grief,
    So dawn goes down to day
    Nothing gold can stay.   –Robert Frost

  • Bobbie Vance

    Lark Crafts Books
    on my shelf
    Lark Crafts Books
    of artists/instructors I’ve taken
    Lark Craft Books
    always room for more
    Thanks LCB

  • http://profiles.yahoo.com/u/KSCEAVHHPFAKQIZF6RFRFMYAME Carol B

    “Trees” by Joyce Kilmer:

    I think that I shall never see
    A poem lovely as a tree.

    A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
    Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast;

    A tree that looks at God all day,
    And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

    A tree that may in summer wear
    A nest of robins in her hair;

    Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
    Who intimately lives with rain.

    Poems are made by fools like me,
    But only God can make a tree. 

  • http://www.LolosChild.blogspot.com/ Sue K.

    What a lovely, generous give-away.  For today, I think I would have to pick Phenomenal Woman, by Maya Angelou.

  • Karen Heron

    I still like ‘not waving but drowning’ by Sylvia Plath, even though I’m not a hormonal teenager any more

  • Tessarickard

    Wonderful set of books! My students would love these!

  • Tessarickard

    Edgar Allen Poe

    Annabel Lee


    Edgar Allan Poe

    Annabel Lee

    It was many and many a year ago,
    In a kingdom by the sea,
    That a maiden there lived whom you may know
    By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
    And this maiden she lived with no other thought
    Than to love and be loved by me.

    I was a child and she was a child,
    In this kingdom by the sea;
    But we loved with a love that was more than love-
    I and my Annabel Lee;
    With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
    Coveted her and me.

    And this was the reason that, long ago,
    In this kingdom by the sea,
    A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
    My beautiful Annabel Lee;
    So that her highborn kinsman came
    And bore her away from me,
    To shut her up in a sepulchre
    In this kingdom by the sea.

    The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
    Went envying her and me-
    Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
    In this kingdom by the sea)
    That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
    Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

    But our love it was stronger by far than the love
    Of those who were older than we-
    Of many far wiser than we-
    And neither the angels in heaven above,
    Nor the demons down under the sea,
    Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

    For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
    Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
    And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
    Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
    In the sepulchre there by the sea,
    In her tomb by the sounding sea


  • Leakifrog

    Haiku magic
    a moment
    to treasure

    lost in the 
    counting stars

    sets the mind
    into a different gear

    leaves dance
    with light

    fresh way to get
    the mind awed

    looking over city
    three children talk about 
    growing up

    the mind gets a new lane 
    to explore

    chip by chip
    new chick cracks 
    open the world

    a crystal clear tinkle
    in the mind

    the old brass bell
    heavy and clear
    memory of school years

    a bewitching tug
    at the heart

    solid faith
    devotees pray to
    headless buddha I love the one above by john tiong chungho

  • Kimpy

    For some reason, a D.H. Lawrence quote has stuck with me ever since seeing the movie G.I. Jane………. “I have never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A little bird
    will fall dead, frozen from a bough, without ever having felt sorry for
    itself.” .  It can be compared to our lives so easily. 

    Awesome books in the give away !!!  

  • http://www.awjewelryandbeadwork.com/ Awjewelry

    what a great prize, I would love to win.  I love all kinds of poetry, not sure how to chose my fav.  I have a well worn copy of America’s favorite poetry that I did out on occasion and read the poems that I have loved for years

  • Clpotter

    I don’t really have a favorite. I just like what I like.

  • Lucyvdesigns

    I have to agree with Carol B. “Trees” is a poem I learned as a child and have never forgotten.  I don’t really have a memory for any others; just bits and pieces.
    Love your website and awesome giveaways, BTW, and hope I’m a winner one day!

  • Sharon Siqueiros

    My favorite poem is actually a song called Suite Madame Blue….
    Oddly I don’t have any of these books in my collection,thanks so much for the opportunity to win them!!

  • Karen Ringen

    I’m sad that Adrienne Rch passed away. She was one of my favorite poets back in my college days.

  • http://www.CraftyAngelDesigns.com/ Billie Henson

    Robert Frost – The Road Not Taken

    Thanks for the opportunity to win such a fabulous prize pack!!!

  • Kate

    What a great giveaway! My favorite poetry can be found in some of the biblical psalms. :)

  • Ronit_florence

    Thanks for the chance to win such great books!!!

  • DonnaJ

    Gosh – I love anything by Maya Angelou – but lately, I can’t get Dr. Seuss out of my mind.  Happy Poetry Month!

  • Sharman Martin

    My all time favourite poem is “She Walks in Beauty” by Lord Byron.  I guess I am a hopeless romantic (who also makes jewelry!)

  • Diann Cornell

    My favorite poem is The Wind by Robert Louis Stephenson

  • Cathy Henke

    great books, great idea! Would love to win.

  • http://www.facebook.com/mooseworks Diana Marshall Jones

    Anything by Dr Suess – guess that’s the teacher in my coming out!

  • Cjleonardelli

    The Pony by Sandra Beech.  It is really a song, but I used to read it as a poem to my daughter before bed.  It is a very soothing poem.

  • Mera0427

    Great giveaway!Great books!

  • Marilyn

    I have no one favorite poem, but I love the style of Haiku.

    Beads are my past time
    It’s past my bed time tonight
    Even so, I bead.


  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1744076445 Nikcole King

    I think this fits in nicely!Paperfold Butterflies by Mike TaylorWhat if I fall? Would you help me standtall again, with abstract wordsand those paperfold butterflies? But what about you? Who’ll make you smilethe way you did beforeWhen you were given Paperfold Butterflies? I’ll try everydayto fix your heart togetherPiece by piece, no matter what, And I’ll give you Paperfold Butterflies

  • Heidi

    My favorite poetry? I would have to say, the Psalms…
    Thanks for offering these books to your fans!

  • Crafty Beader

    I have many favorite poems….especially Invictus.  Oh, and don’t forget Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star!! and all of Mother Goose Rhymes!!  Hehehe!!!!!  :-)

  • Karen Ringen

    I’m really sad that 
    Adrienne Rich died. She was a favorite of mine back in my college days.

  • Kate Ball

    I’m amazed that I have three (3) of the books listed.  If I don’t win, it looks like I’ll be headed to Amazon to pick up a could of more!
    This girl could be sooo happy with Diane Fitzgeralds Favorite Beading Projects or with Rachel Nelso-Smith’s Beaded Riffs…. or I could float in to the Bounty of Bead and Wire Earrings !
    Ahhh to float,
    in a boat,
    without a goat,
    somewhere remote.
    and it would be on you, 
    that I would dote (if I win a book — yeah I know that part didn’t rhyme…)

  • Anonymous

    I don’t have a favorite poem, but I have a favorite quote by Martin Luther King Jr. – - –

    “Faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase”.

    Catherine Tatum Taylor on facebook

  • http://profile.yahoo.com/HJHIFPWRH65YFV7NYRIAQJ3I6U Amy

    Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind. — Dr. Suess

  • Karenwoods

    love the new books, but the classics are also still very valuable!  

  • Nelad_bd

    My oh my, very nice of you! I’d like to get lucky!

  • Guest

    My friend just shared this with me (very timely of her)….
    Life’s a dance you learn as you go
    Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
    Don’t worry about what you don’t know
    Life’s a dance you learn as you go.   
    – a country song by John Michael Montgomery

  • Gemroz

    My favorite poem
    Shows what I needs
    And today it is
    A lot of BEADS!

  • RL

    Books are good
    Books are fine
    Wish these books
    Would soon be mine!

  • Danielle

    William Carlos Williams — This Is Just To Say

    I have eaten
    the plums
    that were in
    the iceboxand which
    you were probably
    for breakfastForgive me
    they were delicious
    so sweet
    and so coldI always want to be the one eating those plums!

  • http://www.brittanygolden.com/ Brittany Golden

    I love National Poetry Month! Reminds me of all the poems I would write on the inside of my arm to memorize when I was bored in high school! This one has stuck with me for a long time…

    Faith is a fine inventionWhen gentleman can see
    But microscopes are prudent
    in an emergency
    -Emily Dickinson

  • http://craftconniptionsblog.wordpress.com/ Becky

    My Love

    My love
    Is like the grasses
    Hidden in the deep mountain:
    Though its abundance increases,
    There is none that knows.

    -Ono No Yoshiki

  • Patricia Wojnar Crowley

    I wish I was a great writer of poems…but sadly, I’m not.  These books look wonderful!  Thanks so much for the chance to win!

  • Shaniiii_b

    Maya Angelou, Phenomenal Women. Truly a beautiful poem, and what a great idea for a post!

  • Velosewer

    As mum always says, ‘every little bit helps’.

  • Ajapp

    Dr. Suess!  LOL – for an easy read of course. :)

  • Kelly

    Does Dr. Seuss count???…lol… I have two little ones and I am always reading him!

  • Kassie

    Wow what a fabulous collection of books!

  • Dody

    To say I have a favorite poem would be a farce I cannot condone.  I find poetry constricting.

  • Liz G

    My favorite poem is the sonnet “She Wallks in Beauty like the Night”. So dreamy!

  • Carah Kristel

    I like cake! 

  • Harleywhit

    My favorite quote, I even have a tattoo of it! “Dream as if you”ll live forever…Live as if you”ll die today” ~ James Dean

  • Celtcrafts

    Hi! I’m here! Pick me!

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Margot-Möller/100000046001613 Margot Möller

    Geduldig trägt dein Mütterlein für dich so manche Last, 
    drum hab sie lieb und ehre sie so lange du sie hast.

  • Lisa_jayne4

    I don’t read enough poetry to warrant having a favourite, I mostly read craft books. But I have been known to write a poem or two, but only on my phone where I can see them :) x

  • Laura O.

    We shall not cease from exploration
    And the end of all our exploring
    Will be to arrive where we started
    And know the place for the first time.
                      –T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding, Fourt Quartets

    And thanks!

  • Lisa Jayne

    I don’t read enough poetry books to warrant having a favourite, I mostly read craft books :). I have been known to write one though, but they’re for my eyes only!! Most of the memorable quotes I know come from the Simpsons!! “here’s to alcohol, the cause of, and solution, to all life’s problems” Homer Simpson. Haha. X

  • Amy Jensen

    I Tthink that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth’s flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. Joyce Kilmer That’s my favorite poem.

  • Ballloonatic

    The Road Not Taken by R. Frost

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=615393620 Mary Marshall

    One of my favourite poems is very British:  it is by Wendy Cope and starts:
    “not only marbles, but the plastic toys from cornflake packets shall outlive this rhyme”
    Another is “O Solitude My Sweetest Choice” by Kathryn Phillips, a seventeenth century poet.

  • http://www.pillowthrowdecor.com PillowThrowDecor

     Well I’m not much for poetry  but I’m dying to  learning a little about jewelry. Hoping to inspire my daughter to take it up. Great fun!

  • Irene

    If – by Rudyard Kipling is a favorite poem of mine. Every young man should read it - my sons did. 

  • Bev

    My favorite poem is “Trees”.  The first one I memorized in grade school.

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Chrissi-Matusevics/100002112166894 Chrissi Matusevics

    Well I have a few- mostly by Dylan Thomas, In my Dark and Sullen art- makes me think of silver until cleaned and polished, or gemstones, when you think of how a diamond is carbon- which is usually dull and black, but with pressure and cutting becomes a bright sparkling gem

  • Cindy Luedeman

    What a fantastic giveaway!  I am a newbie to the world of beads, but have found my new love.
    I don’t have a favorite poem.  My library consists mainly of suspense and craft books.
    Thanks for the opportunity to win.

  • Sfb22

    I love the poem that I think is by e. e. cummings.  ” I carry your heart in my heart”.  So beautiful.  As are these books !! Thanks for offering.

  • Gina

    What a fantastic assortment of books.  I have always like “The Tiger” by William Blake.

  • Deb (Two Cheeky Monkeys)

    I love “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll.   :)

  • Cobi

    I LOVE poems. I have a Dutch poem for you:
    ik geniet van lucht en water,
    van dat eeuwige geluid
    dat soms harder en soms zachter
    door de zeewind wordt verspreid
    en dat vol zit met verhalen
    van een lang vervlogen tijd.
                                        C.M. Barker

  • Leslie Bower

    I love Lord Byron’s- There is pleasure in the pathless wood,
    There is rapture on the lonely shore,
    There is society, where none intrudes.
    By the deep sea and music in its roar:
    I love not man less, but Nature more…..

  • PorTusManos

    Verde que te quiero verde.

    Verde viento. Verdes ramas.

    El barco sobre la mar

    y el caballo en la montaña.

    Con la sombra en la cintura

    ella sueña en su baranda,

    verde carne, pelo verde,

    con ojos de fría plata.

    Verde que te quiero verde.

    Bajo la luna gitana,

    las cosas le están mirando

    y ella no puede mirarlas. 


  • Rmunoz

    My favorite poem was one that my father loved, My Shadow. I remember him reciting it to me as a small child and when I learned Americian Sign Language, I used it as my class project in honor of him.
    I would really love to win these books and share them with my daughter.
    Thanks for the great contest.

  • Amy B.

    This is a fabulous collection of books!

    M fav poem, unsure if it is a poem, but it’s the Serenity Prayer.
    It reminds metro stop trying to fix everything & let some things bel

  • Ruth Osborne

    I have always like Kipling’s poem Trees. I know that has nothing to do with jewelry, but……

  • http://www.wildfrogcreations.blogspot.com/ Shelley

    What an amazing giveaway!  It’s so generous to give away all these wonderful books (some of which I have been drooling over for quite awhile) but to have them all signed by the authors??  Jaw dropping awesome!!!
    My first thought when I saw you ask for favorite poems is one I’m afraid to admit for fear you think me a morbid individual, lol. But I imagine even those who don’t like poetry know it line for line.  The Raven, of course, by Poe.

  • http://www.facebook.com/robyn.madison Robyn Madison

    wow, what a great giveaway!

  • http://www.facebook.com/glassbutterfly1 Patricia Bowe

    One of my favorites is “Warning” by Jenny Joseph.  

    When I am an old woman I shall wear purpleWith a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer glovesAnd satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tiredAnd gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bellsAnd run my stick along the public railingsAnd make up for the sobriety of my youth.I shall go out in my slippers in the rainAnd pick flowers in other people’s gardensAnd learn to spit.You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fatAnd eat three pounds of sausages at a goOr only bread and pickle for a weekAnd hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.But now we must have clothes that keep us dryAnd pay our rent and not swear in the streetAnd set a good example for the children.We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.But maybe I ought to practice a little now?So people who know me are not too shocked and surprisedWhen suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple. 

  • Jerseydevil1974

    This is a fantastic opportunity with the Easter or Passover season. 
    Rober Frost has a special poem titled The Road not Taken.  This poem is about our choices in life and where they lead us through an old horse and carriage with the choice of two roads.  It is quite worth reading.

  • Betsy

    I see London, I see France
    I see “whoever’s” underpants!

    Silliness for the day!

  • Harleen

    12-Book Pop-Up Giveaway from Lark
     I’d love to see them pop-up in my mailbox! 

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1804416017 Robin Pearce

    Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,Lull’d by the moonlight have all pass’d away!
    Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,List while I woo thee with soft melody;Gone are the cares of life’s busy throng, –Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
    Beautiful dreamer, out on the seaMermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;Over the streamlet vapors are borne,Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn.
    Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart,E’en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, –Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
    Steven Foster……………… This was a poem before it was a song

  • Chris

    Love to eat them mousies…
    Mousies what I love to eat!
    Bite they little heads of,
    Nibble on they tiny feet!
                  — BKliban

  • Sylpoff

    Thinking how I would like these books in my library.

  • Wendy

    It wasn’t a dark and stormy night    as tales often begin.

        No this tale begins

        in of all places….

        the dryer.

        It involves a notion

        that if you want to peel an orange

        in a warmed condition

        then the dryer would be

        a candidate for sure.

        With out the dryer sheet of course.

        A dryer sheet flavored orange

        is not something

        I wish to explore.

        So determined

        and fixated on having a warmed orange

        I took my treasure

        so round

        so cool

        so orange

        to the bathroom

        where along with a sad throne

        due to age and a sagging floor

        there sits in a dimly lit corner….


        (we need music to get the desired effect
    here. Volunteers are welcome.)

        It will eat anything.

        I do mean anything

        made of soft cloth that is,

        like just one of your socks

        which everyone has lost

        to the


        (I love doing that by the way…making
    capital letters and then adding exclaimation points)

        I suspected

        and theorized

        that no self respecting dryer

        would dare do anything

        but heat an orange if the orange

        were placed into the mouth

        of the dryer.

        So bravely I move

        to the mouth of the monster.

        It’s knobby eyes looking at me


        but that’s only when I’m feeding

        it clothes.

        I have heard it mumbling and gurgling

        around in there.

        I know

        I just know it’s plotting my overthrow

        and planning a big party

        when it finally gets me

        to take that air fluff ride…

        I just let it plot.

        I turned the knob to 28 minuets

        which by my calculations

        would make my orange nice and warm.

        I don’t think the dryer liked

        my idea

        it shook and shook

        as the orange bounced around in there.

        After 10 minuets it smelled a lot like


        At 15 I wondered if it was too much time,

        and still the orange bouncied bouncied

        now in sort of it’s own rythem.

        It might be possible to get a tune going

        with that bouncie bouncie rythem

        and that orange smell going on.

        AT 28 minuets, it stopped.

        I was hesitant to look.

    Slowly I opened the door.

        And there on the bottom of the dryer

        sat my orange.

        Sad and beat up.

        I don’t think I want to eat it now,

        since it’s had such a rough day.

        So I’ll just take it back

        to the refrigerator

        and put it on the second shelf

        behind what ever cover I can find.

        I’ll give it time to get well

        and maybe knit it a little hat

        so it doesn’t look so funny in there

        just to avoid any questions

        from curious explorers

        that are so particular

    they have to move things around

        in the refrigerator

        instead of leaving them

        where they are

        so that all science experiments

        can achieve their full

        fuzzy different colors

        that often happen when

        you forget that you put that there

        back in the back

        of the refrigerator.

        My orange is now resting peacefully.

        I feel guilty now

        for putting an innocent orange

        through such an ordeal

        just so I could have warmed fruit

        instead of teeth chilling

        twang that often accompanies

        the partaking of any given

        refrigerated fruit.

        I did it for the sake of my teeth!!

        I tried to make amends

        to my dryer wounded orange

        who now just sat there

        looking at me

        all messed up like that

        wishing it was me

        who took that 28 minuet ride

        in the belly



        (more music please)

  • Kimsmithatx

    “Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life” I love making jewelry! :)

    Kimberly Smith

  • Charlotte

    Anything by Shel Silverstien…….One of many

    HUG O’ WAR

    I will not play at tug o’ war
    I’d rather play at hug o’ war,
    Where everyone hugs,
    Instead of tugs
    Where everyone giggles,
    And rolls on the rug
    Where everyone kisses,
    And everyone grins,
    And everyone cuddles,
    And everyone wins.

  • http://www.facebook.com/hbduthie Heather B. Duthie

    Oh my.  Creative heaven.  Not terribly fond of poetry though…

  • Lynn Ellison

    My favorite is “The Road Less Traveled” by Robert Frost.  :)

  • Lynn Ellison

    My favorite is “The Road Less Traveled” by Robert Frost.  :)

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1427358370 Jai Hammond

    Favorite poem  is by Lord Byron – “When We Two Parted”  ..sad but beautiful
    Favorite saying = “Carpe Diem”


  • Kathyrn

    Afternoon on a HillI will be the gladdest thing    Under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers    And not pick one. I will look at cliffs and clouds    With quiet eyes, Watch the wind bow down the grass,    And the grass rise. And when lights begin to show    Up from the town, I will mark which must be mine,    And then start down! Edna St. Vincent Millay

  • Lynn Ellison

    My favorite poem is “The Road Less Traveled,” by Robert Frost.

    Thanks so much for this great offer!  :)

  • Sarah Stahl

    One of my favorite lines is from Mallarme’s Herodiade: A kiss would kill me woman, if beauty were not death…

  • jane denny

    I’m not really a poetry person—but I’d love to win these fantastic books!

  • marymac

    Favorite quote:  When you come to the edge of all the light you have, and must take a step into the darkness of the unknown, either there will be something solid for you to stand on, or you will FLY.   Patrick Overton.

  • Jeanine Cooper

    Jeanine from Victoria BC, Canada
    Everyone has magic, but rarely anyone uses it to its fullest!

  • http://www.westothemoon.com/ Anne C.

    One of my favorite poems is “Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost. I’ve loved that one since I was a kid.
    Such an amazing giveaway! Thanks!

  • Foxknauss

    Green Eggs and Ham!

  • Karen Diebolt

    I don’t know if this is considered a poem but I have it in my car. “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change. The courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”

  • Kathrynn

    My favorite poem is Rabbi Ben Ezra by Robert Browning
    Grow old along with me!
    The best is yet to be,
    The last of life, for which the first was made:
    Our times are in His hand
    Who saith “A whole I planned,
    Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!”

  • Cara Frey

    I dream of these books and what can be created with them.

  • Susie

    Here’s my favorite Spring/April inspiration by Mark Twain (Tom Sawyer)

    It’s spring fever. That is what name of it is. And when you’ve got it, you want..oh, you don’t quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!

    But what I do want is to win the drawing for the dozen books.  Thanks, Susie

  • Claire

    I do like most poetry but have not really got a favorite one. I like it to rhyme and to make sense. Ignore what I have already written because I wouldn’t want it to harm my entry to win these wonderful books. Thanks for this chance to owning them.

  • Sandi Leonard

    Not too good with poetry.  Would love any of these books.  Thanks for offering such a great giveaway.

  • Bellaluna

    A little Shakespeare doesn’t hurt:  As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

  • Maureen

    Sorry, I don’t read poetry…..but I do like the books!

  • http://www.facebook.com/maybeline.perey Maybeline Perey

    My favorite poem is either from the works of Edgar Allen Poe, or maybe Maya Angelou’s “On the Pulse of Morning”.

  • Kate

    There was a star danced,
    and under that was I born.
    - William Shakespeare

    This resonates with me. Thanks for the chance to win some great books.

  • Roberta Siegel

    I like “My Last Duchess” because I can remember the name. 

  • Mara

    Mein lieblingszitat ist: einfach kann ja jeder :)

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=553926517 Sophie Hudson

    Pick a favourite poem?  Are you crazy? 8-)  That’s like asking me to pick a favourite film… Nope, I can’t choose just one, but most things by Pablo Neruda send me a bit swoony… As does the look of that Shaped Beadwork book, so thank you for the possibility of owning it!

  • Nancy

    (Methinks I put my comment in the wrong place. Oops!)  One of my favorite poems is “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost. At least I think that’s the name of it. Thanks for the chance at this great giveaway!

  • Anniesh

    As I was walking by Walter de la Mare-a beautiful poem about walking in the English countryside

  • Anonymous

    My favorite poem has always been “Footprints in the Sand”.  Thanks.

  • Lori Callahan


    Shaped and woven, needle thinweaving out and weaving in.Watch the colors gleam and glow,watch the object form and grow. Deep inside the magic starts,builds within the weaver’s heart.Nimble fingers flying soadding more beads row by row.~Suzanne Cooper

  • Janetpierce4

    How cool, this is so neat.  Lots to learn and all the great books to learn with.  Thanks for the giveaway.

  • Red Carousel Lion

    favorite poem – given to me when I was 13 by my mother…
    When I die,
    I’m sure I’ll have a big funeral.
    Curosity seekers coming
    to see if I’m really dead
    or just causing trouble

  • Melissa Varga

    Loved reading through the posts.  Also love the chance to win with that here’s one of my favorite peoms;

    I write when I am Happy
    I write when I am Sad,
    I write to fill a Melody
    I write to fill a Pad,
    I write when it is Sunny
    in the Snow and in the Rain,
    I write for my Honey
    and to keep from going insane.
    Don’t stop writing.

  • Karey Westfall

    My favorite poem was written by my husband about our family dog! I

  • Donnarae

    Too Funny.  Our favorite Poems!   My favorite are the ones I make up while I am driving around or out gardening doing my own thing.  They are usually funny and give my DH a good laugh.  He keeps telling me to write them down but I always just plain forget and think up a new one.
    Great books, Great contest!

  • Scattereddesigns

    One of the best quotes out there is by Eleanor Roosevelt. “The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.l.” I try, but boy is it hard!

  • Orcadragon

    I love Robert Frost. My favorite poem is A Late Walk. I love being able to “see” everything described

  • MaryLou

    It may sound odd, but my favorite poem is a little-known piece by Mark Twain called “The War Prayer.”  I read it for the first time when I was in grade school, and the piece had such an impact on me all those years ago that I’ve never been able to forget it or its message.

  • Mjo

    Favorite poem…trees by Kilmer …because I must honor these ancient beings under which I live in NC.

  • Kimberly Diebolt

    I’m not that big on poetry so here’s a quote that I like:
    “Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons.”
    by Donald Miller

  • Eva Maria Keiser

    Greetings Lark Books:

    The fish in the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing,
    But Man has in him, 
    the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth,and the music of the air.—- Rabindra Nath Tagore —(from Stray Birds)

  • Nancy

    Anything written by my friend Laura!

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Pam-Timm/100002287430096 Pam Timm

    Would love to share these bnooks with the crafty women in my family.

  • Kim Gibson

     ”A speckled cat and a tame hare

    Eat at my hearthstone

    And sleep there;

    And both look up to me alone
    For learning and defence

    As I look up to Providence.”  I love Yeats.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1762952300 Dorrie Baker Shuster

    I love this one written by a beadweaver, Suzanne Cooper. It tells the about the plight we beaders face when we are doing what we love. “All Nighter”
    SkillPatienceLove of beadsHours passFingers acheNight comesPushing bodiespast their limitaching backsbend overFingers prickedIt does not hurt,not enoughto stop.Clean it up,ignore the pain,back to work.Dawn breaksExhaustedTime realizedWhere did the hours go?Inspiration does not waitThe time is right.WorkingWorkingThrough the night.       
    Dawn breaksTime realizedWhere did the hours go?

  • http://www.facebook.com/twegner2 Tina Wegner

     Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Hope I can win
    Books of jewelry
    that are 6 X 2.

    I know, groan……

  • Karen Rohrer

    My favorite poem is one our 5th grade teacher made us memorize, Trees by Joyce Kilmer. Carol B already wrote it out here. Wonder if she had the same teacher?

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1434631938 Connie Miller Keck

    These look like great books!  I would love to win.

  • tusitala_brenda

    My favorite poem has probably always been Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Swing: “How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do!” So free and unencumbered!

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Lynn-Hedgecock/100002276000996 Lynn Hedgecock

    Oh, this is an easy one:  I’ve always enjoyed Ogden Nash’s poems, and here’s a fav:

    A Word To Husbands

    To keep your marriage brimming
    With love in the loving cup
    Whenever you’re wrong, admit it
    Whenever you’re right, shut up.

  • Minta Fung

    Any poem by  Emily Dickson. But if I had to pick just one it would be “Hope”

  • Laura Bergloff

    I still love “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe, but I thought I’d write a poem just for you guys xD
    Roses are red,
    Violets are blue,
    I love this giveaway,
    I think you do too!

    Thanks for hosting, good luck everyone!

  • Anonymous

    Tweet, Tweet that’s the sound of birds when I wake up, Winter is over and spring is here, I can just feel it because it is getting warm out there, The sun is gleaming in my eye, Like diamond in the skyIn the spring it is not too hot or not too cold, If Spring was hot it will be beating on me like hail falling from the sky, If Spring was cold it will be freezing like being in a snowstorm, Spring is a good time to look at the skyThank You Mother Nature for this wonderful time Rodell SmithThanks!

  • Kathleen

    Thanks for the giveaway opportunity.  A quote I enjoy:   “Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind” by Dr. Seuss.

  • Kathleen

    Thanks for the giveaway opportunity.  A quote I enjoy:   “Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind” by Dr. Seuss.

  • Tessarickard

    Just go my books!  Love them all!  What a great addition to my library.  Thanks so much!

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