THE MAGIC WOOD by Henry Treece

THE MAGIC WOOD

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KIRKUS REVIEW

The wood is full of shining eyes,/The wood is full of creeping feet,/The wood is full of tiny cries:/You must not go to the wood at night,"" runs the refrain of this poem (c. 1945) about a mysterious man whose eyes turn to fire and whose nails grow to inordinate length before the narrator says his prayers and finds himself safe ""on my father's land."" Moser sets the nine quatrains in gold against solid black and slightly modeled, deep turquoise illustrations sparked with stars and glittering eyes. Along with the ominous hairy-faced man, there are all sorts of eerie creatures lurking among these twisted trees. Skillfully manipulating his medium and his readers, Miner provides a dramatic visual exposition of Treece's intriguing verse.

Pub Date: Sept. 30th, 1992
Page count: 32pp
Publisher: HarperCollins