I keep thinking of previous dirt poems I’ve published over the years. Here’s one that appeared in THE PURCHASE OF SMALL SECRETS, a Wordsong book by Boyds Mills Press in 1998.
A HOLE IN THE GROUND What creature tilled the grass to tunnel here? A hole in the ground always makes me wonder. Is this one empty, choked with dirt that trickles through the roof and rattles down abandoned halls? Or is something there, heart pounding, sniffing me down in the dark? A hole in the ground always makes me wonder. (c) 1998 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved Meryl, who has illustrated as many books as I've written, was asked for a cover design to meet the catalog deadline. I don't think she'd seen the manuscript yet because when I saw it, I loved the picture but pointed out to my editor that the cover showed a girl and I was a boy. After some quick tweaking, the cover character turned into a boy. But waste not, want not. The original cover character, altered just enough, appeared on the last page of the finished book.