Black Socks and Wallace Stevens

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As budding young poet Cooper Bennett Burt (age one) puts it so eloquently, “I am not a toddler, I am a baby. / Why? I think I would rather be / a toddler, but I am not.” And so begins a poetic journey through the trials and triumphs of babyhood: teething, drooling, strollers, Cheerios, and bedtime. Cooper taps into the voices of the great poets to bring his unique perspective to bear on the age-old question: Where’s pirates? Cooper lives in Boston with his parents Jessie Bennett and Stephen Burt, who might have helped him here and there with the wording of these poems.