It is with sadness to announce that Bobbi has died.
Her memory will no doubt live on through through her gift with words and the legacy of her work.
There will be a Celebration of Life for Bobbi on May 8th, 2023 at the the Woodstock Jewish Congregation(WJC) from 11-1 p.m.
Please come in person or join online via Zoom.
For further details or to receive the Zoom video link please email Bobbi's daughter Lauri at: lorikatz@aol.com.
The address of the Woodstock Jewish Congregation is 1682 Glasco Turnpike, Woodstock, NY 12498.
They kindly request visitors are fragrance free. Ample parking is available.
A heartfelt thank you to all those who enriched her life in many ways.
Bobbi is happy to be participating in Scholastic's global literacy campaign, Read Every Day. Lead a Better Life.
To find out more about this important literacy campaign please click here. EXCITING NEWS!!!The Monsterologist: A Memoir in Rhyme has been announced as a FINALIST for the 2009 Cybils, Children's and Young Adult Blogger's Literary Awards.
For more information on the Cybils please visit www.cybils.com For a full list of 2009 Finalists and award information here is a printable PDF 2009 Finalist & Info PDF More Exciting News!
The Monsterologist; A Memoir in Rhyme received a Bookbinders' Guild Award at the New York Book Show! |
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At last the Puffin paperback edition of Pocket Poems is here. It's a perfect way to celebrate poetry month, and in particular, Poem in a Pocket Day, with the young people age 4-10 in your life. I collected brief rhyming poems from our best poets which follow a child through the day from waking up to bedtime. Marylin Hafner created perfect illustrations. The original, and much more expensive, hardcover was cited as the "Best Poetry Book" of the season by Parents Magazine. Here is a link so you can get your copy today! Pocket Poems [Paperback Edition]
Copyright c2004 by Bobbi Katz
"Calling all young monster-wannabe's! If you want a blueprint for becoming Bluebeard or a crack at the Kraken, ghostwriter Bobbi Katz' memoir-in- rhyme THE MONSTEROLOGIST will provide you with the perfect job descriptions. Guaranteed to provide shivers and quivers (and giggles) galore!" — Mary Ann Hoberman, Children's Poet Laureate, and author of A House is a House for Me "THE MONSTEROLOGIST (a.k.a. Bobbi Katz) clamps a verse reverse half-Nelson on each of her ghouls and pins them in seconds flat. Her poetremendous lines, paired with Adam McCauley's trollishly clever illustrations, bring these beasties back from the dead and lock them in a room from which they will never escape your imagination." — J. Patrick Lewis, author of Please Bury Me in the Library "This book gives me the creeps! But that's a good thing, as Bobbi Katz brings monsters to life in this Who's Who of Monsterhood, from Grendel to the Golem, from Yeti to Kracken. And Adam McCauley's clever and audicious illustrations work hand-in-hand (or should that be claw-in-claw?) with the poems to create a match made in the nether world." — Paul B. Janeczko, author of Hey, You! Poems to Skyscrapers, Mosquitoes, and Other Fun Things Have you noticed how many people are reading, writing, and listening to poetry? Poetry Festivals featuring day after day of verse draw huge crowds. Why? Maybe we're so flooded by language, by endless sound-bites trying to sell everything from soap to politicians, that we're trying to give words new meaning. But imagine...
A Scarcity of Words What if words were suddenly endangered like cheetahs and pandas and elephants? What if words became scarce, the supply suddenly limited? Would people panic, hurrying to say things just to get them said or would they hoard their thoughts like misers? What if words were being used up so fast that they had to be rationed and you could only have a certain amount? Which fifty, which twenty, which ten words would you choose to recycle, respect, repeat, replay, write or say if words were suddenly endangered... and precious? Copyright c1995 by Bobbi Katz Kids often ask me how a poem begins or where I get my ideas. Their questions gave me this answer.
Spider Work
I didn't mean to write a poem. A tingling starts a single spinneret I cast a line that may or may not rhyme but d a n g l e s trembling, beckoning me to weave a web of words: a poem to house my spiderling. Copyright c2006 by Bobbi Katz Cat Kisses Sandpaper kisses on a cheek or chin- that is the way for a day to begin! Sandpaper kisses- a cuddle, a purr. I have an alarm clock that's covered with fur. Copyright c 1974 Bobbi Katz |
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