The best of these poems that mix English and Spanish (""I say yo soy libre"") warmly evokes familiar touchstones of Mexican-American life. There's ""Abuelita's yellowlap,"" a ""dance-dancingpanadero,"" who sings the dough to rise, and a woodcarver who ""paints open the eyes"" of animals ""found asleep/in a piece of wood."" Most of the poems by Mora (Uno, Dos, Tres, p. 139, etc.) are more ordinary--""Sun song. Sun song. Sun song."" The soft, dreamy illustrations, with Southwestern motifs, are contrasted with borders of sharp colors, while small geometric pieces of confetti are ""scattered"" throughout.