Putnam patriot., 1927-09-23

this dark mood Iu them feeling aaf8a4z painfully near t0 the surface Noth- lHg s justifiable iu wr4rIHe hat Hot justiiiabie in life; and n life Ve shrink from wearing our Hearf. HH5r OUT sleeves II ls true tktf emotion !. the creative power at poetry. and that sorrow ls the Nerl essence af emotion; hut it has been ya5i that. un- tll suffering has become objective. it
 no it subject for art These pieces. lh tileit unrestraiHt. violate that die tum.
 The poems included under this criti- eism are not devoid of beauty. and. in some at them, notably THE FEAR lf LIVING and ENDED the enc ton is sufficiently controlled to become poetic The wall is transformed into music. The latter piece is poetic in feeling and ia form. + voices uni Nefsal experience. and ifs tragic ea- denee k melodious,
 In such poems as these. Me read the llark from the Tomb of the puri- tan
 Itis good to come upon such poem as THE LAND OF ISIS. HORUS. AND OSIRIS" Here Is q sabieet of grandeur that challenges vision. and admits If nothing dwarfed The ego loses itself in contemplation of this ancient and monumental civilization. There Is no change in Egypt. And
 the claim
 or Earth. of Water, and the Sun. the
 same
 A when they walked and reiened three
 thousand years gone by
 WARNING" is an excellent poem iH the Old English Ballad manner. de ducing from an Arthurian incident. spiritual admonition.
 NEW YORK AT NIGHT is good writing that can be classified. paeticai- ly. only as unrhymed verse. The lines are rhythmic without interde peHdence Us to meter The thought is searching and vibrant, and wears it's cloak of irregular meters with naughty confidence.
 ITO THE UNKNOWN WOMAN. rauses the reviewers wrath Four cx- qnlsite sianzas are detilgd by 8 clos ing couplet. which the hateful Freud ians would analyze n the outhurst of an Inferiority complex 0f course 1t is clear that this closing eauplet is but q reaction from toe deiieatuiV poised feeling of the lines preceding. or. pos slblY. t foll, pr hiaH4iza. to make their beauty more pronounced like the patch upon the cheek of fan lady But the Foem k toe good, and the result is hateful T The age E all tae timid where beauty ls concerned. and leo prone to fluukness. lt Vaufs reeks. not per 5ues
 B0t far this ending, eT5 the gn- known Woman should have place. al tHa reviewer $ estimation as one of tEe three best Haems iu The hook. eIfh one athef rluse rRpBer=aH Armed or 9nafmed. however. 9aftHee= shall not uusgal his lips az to the uame- of these favarites
 0f tha two sonaets e. which have already referred. BANKRUPTCY. .9 and ITO MY HOSTESS. neither need hide behind anonymity The son net is the most difficult form of verse ta perfect. and these examples are good sonnets The Petrarehian form of the former is in the best sonnet tra- dition. while the phrasinF. running over of lines. and subtlcty of rhyme. in the latter quite compensate for the less tramelled structure: and the feel ing and fancy k both stately and del icate-an exquisite tribute to the un- known hero whom if honours
 This cOncealment of authorship. by the way. seems very deep. indeed No one appears Co have identified any of the writers represented in these pages Why does THE COMMITTEE" not organize d guessing contest. and give a prize to the competitor who names the largest number of writers correct ly?
 Or. if the veil is not to be lifted. why not acclaim the best poem by pop uiar choice Co be made by vote through the columns of The Patriot?
 \ third suggestion: Why not make the Pomfret Anthology an Annual. coming cut in September of each year IL is safe to say that a larger and more representative collection could be made now the Content of BOX 72 has proved of such interest The ex- pertinent was SO good that 1t will bear repeating.
 It is customary in reviewing, to pin at least rose on the publisher if he has turned out book geographically worthy of its contents. In this case a complete garland of roses is due to The Patriot Press.
 One little poem printed in these pages has been reserved for a final quotation < foot-note to this piece says that t was written by q child be- tween seven and eight years of age.
 THE ROSE "The rose is so pretty, it shall not die, When the winter blasts cry. cry, cry, Little rose die die. die
 But the rose is so brave
 For eur sake t lives to the Spring To make things pretty.
 And love te bring