FICTION

House Held Up by Trees

illus. by Jon Klassen. 32p. Candlewick. 2012. Tr $16.99. ISBN 978-0-7636-5107-7.
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Gr 3–5—A lyrical, melancholy prose text by former U.S. poet laureate Kooser is paired with ethereal illustrations to tell the story of a house and the family who once lived there. A man raises his daughter and son in a little house surrounded by lawn, which he keeps mowed and totally devoid of trees. But on each side, luxurious woods flourish, luring the children to explore the mysteries of nature. When they grow up and leave home, and the father becomes too old to care for the property, he moves to the city, abandoning the house, which no one wants to buy. As it falls into ruin, the seeds and pods so long squelched by the man's mowing begin to sprout and grow, some so close around the walls of the house that they keep it from falling down. Eventually they lift it off its foundation and raise it high above the ground "like a tree house...a house held together by the strength of trees...." A palette of muted browns, grays, and greens predominates in illustrations where the little white house and two iconic folding chairs out front suggest a subtext of loneliness and loss, even as strong verticals and occasional splashes of red lend a sense of hope. Varies perspectives provide strong visual interest and should keep older readers engaged in a story brimming with sadness and a touch of wonder and promise.—Marie Orlando, formerly at Suffolk Cooperative Library System, Bellport, NY
An abandoned house succumbs to the encroaching forest, which lifts it from its foundation and carries it into the canopy. The tension in this bittersweet elegy to the passage of time is matched by the soft, plain narrative and the somber, dappled watercolors. This book offers some simple and profound musings to contemplative young readers curious about the future and their role in it.
A father and his two young children live in a small house on a quiet lot bordered by dense stands of noble, fragrant trees. The boy and the girl scramble and play in the thicket while their father tends to his precise lawn, mowing over the steady intrusion of saplings sprouted from seeds borne in on the wind. In time the children grow and leave, and so does their father. The house is abandoned. Dilapidated and forgotten, it relents, succumbing to the encroaching forest, which lifts the house from its foundation and carries it into the forest's canopy. This bittersweet tale is rife with tension, between young and old, order and chaos, yesterday and tomorrow. Poet Kooser's soft, plain narrative matches that tension, at once frank and nostalgic. Klassen's somber, dappled watercolors add to it, juxtaposing the house's rectilinear form against nature's organic shapes. He affords the house a parcel of compositional space, but the rust-tinged palette of muddy browns and greens makes clear the inevitable: nature will out. This quiet elegy to the passage of time offers some simple and profound musings to contemplative young readers curious about the future and their role in it. thom barthelmess

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