Edward Lear's acrobatic rhymes insistently tumble from the tongue and celebrate the glorious fun of wordplay. Only Vladimir Radunsky's electric artwork could possibly capture this much energy. Within the quiet covers of this book, the artist springs loose the grandest kings, the highest of kites, a goose-stepping gander, and, even, Lear himself. The pages almost turn themselves.
Edward Lear's acrobatic rhymes insistently tumble from the tongue and celebrate the glorious fun of wordplay. Only Vladimir Radunsky's electric artwork could possibly capture this much energy. Within the quiet covers of this book, the artist springs loose the grandest kings, the highest of kites, a goose-stepping gander, and, even, Lear himself. The pages almost turn themselves.