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From: B & A Hancock <bahancock>
Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 14:06:11 +1000
An illustrated, one-poem childrens book full of magic that I love, even today, is The Magic Trumpet by Elizabeth and Mary Durack, originally published in Australia in the 1950s, I believe. Every page is illustrated and colourful, even those not in colour!, and every page--or double-page--contains a part of this gorgeous poem about an Aboriginal elfin boy and his magic digeridoo. The poetics, poet's skill, and the story are transporting; and the illustrations took me from behind the moon to the Australian outback and to a dusty school house. I felt so sorry for him, trying to fit into White society, and was so happy for his Elfin ways. Way back then, I converted to Elfishness on the strength of this one book, which was semi-biographical, I heard recently.
Phooey on the mock-gothic horror of Harry Potter! Give me the beautiful, exciting, wide open world of the Ozzie bush.
This is written in suburban Melbourne, on a wet and wintery Thursday. Oh, the irony of reality.
Bridh Hancock
bahancock at ozzienet.net
Received on Wed 18 Jun 2003 11:06:11 PM CDT
Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 14:06:11 +1000
An illustrated, one-poem childrens book full of magic that I love, even today, is The Magic Trumpet by Elizabeth and Mary Durack, originally published in Australia in the 1950s, I believe. Every page is illustrated and colourful, even those not in colour!, and every page--or double-page--contains a part of this gorgeous poem about an Aboriginal elfin boy and his magic digeridoo. The poetics, poet's skill, and the story are transporting; and the illustrations took me from behind the moon to the Australian outback and to a dusty school house. I felt so sorry for him, trying to fit into White society, and was so happy for his Elfin ways. Way back then, I converted to Elfishness on the strength of this one book, which was semi-biographical, I heard recently.
Phooey on the mock-gothic horror of Harry Potter! Give me the beautiful, exciting, wide open world of the Ozzie bush.
This is written in suburban Melbourne, on a wet and wintery Thursday. Oh, the irony of reality.
Bridh Hancock
bahancock at ozzienet.net
Received on Wed 18 Jun 2003 11:06:11 PM CDT
