Title:
Red Sings from Treetops
Author: Joyce
Sidman
Illustrator: Pamela
Zagarenski
Publisher:
Houghton Mifflin Books for
Children
Genre: Caldecott
Honor Winner
Level: Primary
Number of Pages: 30
Pub. Date: 2009
Summary: In
Red Sings from Treetops Joyce Sidman presents a collection of poems
about seasons and colors. The collection begins with spring and continues
through the seasons, presenting their various colors in a fresh way that
enables the reader to equate the colors with what they see, hear, taste and
feel. The colors are introduced as they relate to each season. In the spring
red is a bird singing from treetops and worms squirming on the road. In summer,
red comes on a hummingbird’s throat and a beetle. Red falls as leaves and crunches as apples in
the autumn, and in winter red beats in the narrator’s heart and hops on
treetops as a cardinal. Each color is introduced in a similar turn of phrase as
they relate to the season.
Critique: The
illustrations really compliment the poems. The author uses unique lettering and
type
along with the blending of differential placement of art to make the book
a deserving Caldecott Honor book. She places the color name in a different type
than the rest of the verse, whether it be a different color (usually the color
of word, like purple font for the word purple), or a different background for
just that word. It makes it stand out and engages the reader. The author also
places this type in various locations throughout the book, sometimes using a
white section to put the poem on, sometimes placing it right on top of the art.
Response: I
really liked how the author used the name of the color instead of the object
that she was describing. It gives the poem a very unique flow and almost makes
for a higher level of thinking because you have to think about what she is
talking about. My favorite line is “In Summer, White clinks in drinks. Yellow
melts everything it touches… smells like butter, tastes like salt” (referring
to ice, the sun, popcorn and corn).
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