by James Stevenson ‧ RELEASE DATE: April 1, 1998
The dredge dredges sludge:/Sludge like fudge,/sludge that won't budge,/Sludge you wouldn't care to tudge."" With the same colorfully varied layout and attention to language that made Sweet Corn (1995) memorable, Stevenson harvests a new crop of poems. In easy language and imagery, he celebrates the sight of a crocus pushing through winter leaves, catches conversations between geese, ghosts, and rusty old tools, and remembers his dog with a poignant elegy: ""Chelsea is gone./Her water bowl is dry./Her green collar lies in her empty dish."" The typeface is used in a different way on nearly every page, always in service to the poem; with an agile pen and brush, Stevenson captures people, animals, clutter (""Front yards are boring./Backyards tell stories""), and more with familiar and elegant candor.
Pub Date: April 1, 1998
ISBN: N/A
Page Count: 64
Publisher: Greenwillow
Review Posted Online: N/A
Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1998
Categories: POETRY
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