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illustrations by Christopher Myers Children's book review by Suzanne Edison. (Visit Suzanne's site.) Ages 9-Adult Ode to the Harlem Renaissance The beating heart of this poem-book, Harlem, this paean to the once, mostly African-American neighborhood of New York City, comes in the center of the book as Walter Dean Myers lets loose with: “The uptown A and dives into the rhythm of words. Songs, singers and musicians figure prominently in this book but eventually the music of poetry lifts it above prose and historical cant, moving me to smell, feel, see, experience the Harlem of the ‘20’s through the ‘60’s, where blacks came to seek a home and place free from racism. …Caught by a full lipped, full hipped Brother so black and blue, “Boy, you ought to find the guy who told you This poem/book tries to give a full picture of the place Harlem was and the people and places made famous by writers, preachers, fighters and artists from Langston Hughes (whose own poem titled “Harlem” “A huddle of horns and a tinkle of glass, a note The Apollo and Cotton Clubs are mentioned, but visual artist Christopher Myers (Walter’s son and a 1998 Caldecott Honor winner) composes collage images with paper, ink and gouache that concretize, echo and accent the words and places in “colors loud enough to be heard.” In its pasted-together, layer upon fragment, torn and seamed style, young Myers captures nuance and solid ground. I would get this book for the illustrations alone, they are that powerful and evocative. As a collage artist he is in the tradition of Romare Bearden, another famous African-American artist of the 1940’s-‘60’s not mentioned here. In its oversized format, one might think Harlem is a book for kids. Indeed 3-5th graders will get a lot out of the pictures, though they would not necessarily know all the references and there are so many that they would need a good teacher, or parent, to help them understand the context and particulars. Because there is so much feeling in this book, it is something a multi-age audience can well appreciate. The “weary blues”, the “promise of a better life” sung in “a new sound, raucous and sassy” cascades out of its pages. Near the end of the poem Walter Myers writes what may be the coda of the entire book saying; “Sometimes it is the artist looking into a mirror, Not one, but two artists have collaborated in Harlem More Caldecott books. More children's books about the black experience. Read more of Suzanne's children's book reviews. Home. |
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