by Ezra Jack Keats ‧ RELEASE DATE: Aug. 26, 1966
Twenty-four quotations from a variety of different religions and cultures (Judaism, Taoism, American Indian, Islam, Sikhism, Aztec, Hinduism, Shintoism, African, etc.) proclaim the presence of God. They do so, generally, in the most abstract, necessarily ponderable terms. Keats' formless, almost Rorschach-styled designs make these statements seem doubly difficult to grasp. "There are ways but the Way is uncharted..." shows a white dove flying among curving, geometric shadows; "The opportunity that God sends does not wake up him who is asleep," is set against a wood block print—of the grain of the piece of wood; "The heavens declare the glory of God..." is illustrated with a blurred piece of marbleized paper. Even the bland coloring (grey and terra cotta) fails to offer any striking point of focus. Tony Palazzo's A Time for All Things (p. 749-J241) and The Twenty-third Psalm, which portrayed the Biblical texts in the simplest, most readily attractive way for young children is much more likely to make readers willing and capable of comprehending the intangibles of religious/philosophical thought. Only the pull of the Keats name will create any demand for this book outside the obvious Sunday School market.
Pub Date: Aug. 26, 1966
ISBN: 0805031685
Page Count: -
Publisher: Holt Rinehart & Winston
Review Posted Online: April 30, 2012
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 1966
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Pub Date: May 1, 2011
ISBN: 978-0-547-14956-1
Page Count: 48
Publisher: Clarion Books
Review Posted Online: April 4, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2011
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by Millie Florence ; illustrated by Astrid Sheckels ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 7, 2025
An absorbing fantasy centered on a resilient female protagonist facing growth, change, and self-empowerment.
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In Florence’s middle-grade fantasy novel, a young girl’s heart is tested in the face of an evil, spreading Darkness.
Eleven-year-old Lydia, “freckle-cheeked and round-eyed, with hair the color of pine bark and fair skin,” is struggling with the knowledge that she has reached the age to apprentice as an herbalist. Lydia is reluctant to leave her beloved, magical Mulberry Glen and her cozy Housetree in the woods—she’ll miss Garder, the Glen’s respected philosopher; her fairy guardian Pit; her human friend Livy; and even the mischievous part-elf, part-imp, part-human twins Zale and Zamilla. But the twins go missing after hearing of a soul-sapping Darkness that has swallowed a forest and is creeping into minds and engulfing entire towns. They have secretly left to find a rare fruit that, it is said, will stop the Darkness if thrown into the heart of the mountain that rises out of the lethal forest. Lydia follows, determined to find the twins before they, too, fall victim to the Darkness. During her journey, accompanied by new friends, she gradually realizes that she herself has a dangerous role to play in the quest to stop the Darkness. In this well-crafted fantasy, Florence skillfully equates the physical manifestation of Darkness with the feelings of insecurity and powerlessness that Lydia first struggles with when thinking of leaving the Glen. Such negative thoughts grow more intrusive the closer she and her friends come to the Darkness—and to Lydia’s ultimate, powerfully rendered test of character, which leads to a satisfyingly realistic, not quite happily-ever-after ending. Highlights include a delightfully haunting, reality-shifting library and a deft sprinkling of Latin throughout the text; Pit’s pet name for Lydia is mea flosculus (“my little flower”). Fine-lined ink drawings introducing each chapter add a pleasing visual element to this well-grounded fairy tale.
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Page Count: 288
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Review Posted Online: Oct. 14, 2024
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2025
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