Janeczko, Paul B., selected by. 2001. Dirty Laundry Pile: Poems in Different Voices. Ill. by Melissa Sweet. New York: Harper Collins Publishers.
What do a broom, a bacterium, a scarecrow, and a snowflake have in common? They are all given a voice in this collection of poems selected by respected poet and anthologist Paul Janeczko. Both well-known and lesser-known children's poets "let their imaginations fly" (from Janeczko's introduction) in humorous and engaging poetry that delves into what it's like to be an object, animal, or creature.
Says Patricia Hubbell's vacuum cleaner, "I swallow twigs. / I slurp dead bugs. / I suck the cat hair / from the rugs." Jane Yolen's grandfather bear lulls cubs to sleep, while Ronald Wallace's hippopotamus dreams of being a gazelle. Each of the poems exhibits just the right tone for its persona: a cat's aloofness, an old elm's sagacity, a bright crayon's exuberance.
Readers will enjoy the poets' clever use of perspective, language, and sound devices like Marilyn Singer’s catchy rhyme and rhythm in “Turtle in July”: “But I lie / Nose high / Cool pool / No fool / A turtle in July.” A few of the poets also play with form. Jacqueline Sweeney curves and loops her lines to mirror the movement of the soaring kite of her poem.
The friendly layout of the book gives each poem its own page, and Melissa Sweet’s eye-catching watercolor illustrations dance with the poems, interacting with each of them in a delightful, individually complementary way. Autumn leaves tumble down the side of a page. Red gloves in a variety of vignettes on a golden yellow background form a border framing the poem about them. A velvety-blue night sky spans its way across two pages, the only white space, the glint of stars.
Janeczko and Sweet have put together a charming collection of well-illustrated poems to tease the imagination.
Says Patricia Hubbell's vacuum cleaner, "I swallow twigs. / I slurp dead bugs. / I suck the cat hair / from the rugs." Jane Yolen's grandfather bear lulls cubs to sleep, while Ronald Wallace's hippopotamus dreams of being a gazelle. Each of the poems exhibits just the right tone for its persona: a cat's aloofness, an old elm's sagacity, a bright crayon's exuberance.
Readers will enjoy the poets' clever use of perspective, language, and sound devices like Marilyn Singer’s catchy rhyme and rhythm in “Turtle in July”: “But I lie / Nose high / Cool pool / No fool / A turtle in July.” A few of the poets also play with form. Jacqueline Sweeney curves and loops her lines to mirror the movement of the soaring kite of her poem.
The friendly layout of the book gives each poem its own page, and Melissa Sweet’s eye-catching watercolor illustrations dance with the poems, interacting with each of them in a delightful, individually complementary way. Autumn leaves tumble down the side of a page. Red gloves in a variety of vignettes on a golden yellow background form a border framing the poem about them. A velvety-blue night sky spans its way across two pages, the only white space, the glint of stars.
Janeczko and Sweet have put together a charming collection of well-illustrated poems to tease the imagination.