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(Hardcover - A Magnolia eds. bk)
“These nature poems show that poetry holds feelings and ideas that everyone can understand.”—Booklist
“Superb; the poems are introduced in a tone that is informative but not pedantic.”—Publishers Weekly
“Thoughtfully compiled and brilliantly illustrated.”—Buzz Weekly
A collection of poems about the four seasons by one of best-known American poets.
Gr 3 Up-Frost satisfies in every way; Dickinson does not. Bolin's four-page introduction describes and explains Emily Dickinson's odd life style and creative productivity. This is followed by 36 poems loosely arranged by the topics of hope, death, and poetry. This organization, however, is not readily apparent; nor is the reasoning behind defining some words (gale, bog, shanties, etc.) and not others (dimity, helmsman, countenance). An index of first lines and little else will help readers searching for poems by subject. The prettily colored watercolors are flat and stylized, and seem better suited to nursery rhymes than Dickinson's insightful and witty glimpses of an entire universe in a blade of grass or of ``paradise'' gathered by ``narrow hands.'' Frost contains a three-page overview of the poet's life, 29 poems selected and arranged around the seasons of the year, brief and apt commentaries on each, and a useful index of titles and subject matter. The realistic watercolor illustrations capture the delicate beauty of a New England spring and the glory of fall while still suggesting the around-the-corner chill of winter, a disquiet echoing throughout much of Frost's poetry.-Meg Stackpole, Rye Free Reading Room, NY
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April 07, 2008: This book is excellent for children.In fact, I have it in m school library. It contains many poems that kids can use for many things, including projects and such.
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January 27, 2006: My favorite poem is 'Ghost House'. I like the way Robert Frost describes it. My favorite paragraph would be:'The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.