SCIENCE VERSE

In 1995, Mrs. Fibonacci laid a Math Curse; this year, it’s Mr. Newton who says, “ . . . if you listen closely enough, you can hear the poetry of science in everything.” What follows is a madcap collection of science poetry that lampoons familiar songs (“Glory, glory, evolution”) and poems (“Once in first grade I was napping”). The whole lacks the zany unity of its predecessor, opting for an impressionistic tour of scientific terms and principles; the illustrations are less integrated into the text as well, if individually often quite inspired (a set of antiqued nursery rhyme panels are just perfect). Some of the poems rise to the level of near genius (“ ’Twas fructose, and the vitamins / Did zinc and dye [red #8]”), while others settle for the satisfyingly gross (“Mary had a little worm. / She thought it was a chigger”). If this offering falls short of the standard set by Math Curse, it will nevertheless find an eager audience, who will hope that the results of Mr. Picasso’s curse will soon be forthcoming. (Poetry. 8-12)