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Okay, I admit it: I?m biased. Where The Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein, is my absolute, all-time favourite book of poetry, even as an adult. And really, it?s no wonder. After all, even after a lifetime of readings, this book?both its poems and riotous line drawings?is guaranteed to have you wiping tears of laughter from your eyes. Silverstein?s poems run the gamut from utter inanity of the most hilarious sort, to a spot-on insight into the impish workings of a mischievous child?s mind. And yet somehow, he also provides comfort to kids through his familiarity and obvious empathy with the unique quirks of childhood (his Thumbs and Afraid of the Dark were always particular favourites of mine when I was very small). Where The Sidewalk Ends is a crucial addition to every family?s library.
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Jennifer Starkman, July 7, 2007
Okay, I admit it: I?m biased. Where The Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein, is my absolute, all-time favourite book of poetry, even as an adult. And really, it?s no wonder. After all, even after a lifetime of readings, this book?both its poems and riotous line drawings?is guaranteed to have you wiping tears of laughter from your eyes. Silverstein?s poems run the gamut from utter inanity of the most hilarious sort, to a spot-on insight into the impish workings of a mischievous child?s mind. And yet somehow, he also provides comfort to kids through his familiarity and obvious empathy with the unique quirks of childhood (his Thumbs and Afraid of the Dark were always particular favourites of mine when I was very small). Where The Sidewalk Ends is a crucial addition to every family?s library.Terms and Conditions
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