The color red has its literary roots. It’s blood and drama and passion. Red is the first color that Jonas sees in Lois Lowry’s “The Giver.” It’s no accident that Little Red Riding Hood wears scarlet or that Robbie Burns’s love is “like a red, red rose.”
Red shows up in literature in another funny way. I collect electronic images of books in art. Copies of illustrations, paintings and prints that feature books in some way. And I began to notice a lot of red books in art (* see my reader’s note below). Not just as a random spot of color, but as a color that makes a statement, suggests its own story:
You can escape from the everyday…
into an imagined passion
Or maybe it’s a real world passion

Jennifer Dionisio
Or forbidden fruit
Or perhaps red, is after all, just a mystery
My favorite literary use of red is the William Carlos William poem, The Red Wheelbarrow
so much depends
upon
a red wheel
barrow
glazed with rain
water
beside the white
chickens
So much depends on the red book, so much is suggested that is dark and forbidden, hinting at hidden depths beneath the most sedate appearances.
And isn’t that what reading is all about–that gateway into other selves. In this case, our red selves. Our read selves.
*Readers note: This is a reprint of a post I did in July 2014, but with some additional red book images.
what a wonderful post!
An oldie, but a goodie. 🙂 Thanks, Laura!
Thank you for your red visions, Bonnie. I must have missed your 2014 post! I’m glad you reprinted it. I, too, felt stoped in my reading by red images, especially in children’s books, so I, also, posted about being “Well red,” on my website! It is the first color I learned to read, and the color of my favorite dress at three years-old.
How fun, Gretchen. I’ll check it out! I think red was my first read word, too!
What a quirky, lovely and somehow very cheering post!
Hey, I forgot that red is also joy. 🙂