by Susan Fromberg Schaeffer
Checked out 11 times in 39 years
Last checked out 17 years ago
This book rides the border between children’s and adult’s literature. The poetry in it is marginal and reads much more like very brief fables or myths with one toad or another at its center. They are whimsical and absurdist (the part that swings toward an adult sensibility). I doubt a young child would understand them but a child of 10, 11 or 12 might. It has marvelous illustrations by Sebastian Fleuret, which any child would find fascinating. The circulation on this has been awful but it has also been misplaced. I vote for giving it a chance in the young adult or children’s section of the library and giving it another ten years before culling it.