Poetry (Volume 11) (Paperback)

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: It has been not without misgivings and tremors that we have faced the alternative of bringing Poetry to an end or soliciting a new guaranty fund. Who were we that we should ask a subsidy in these costly days of war? But a wave from the deeps rose to sweep away our doubts. All the more because of war must our fellow-countrymen cherish the arts, and especially this art of the poets, who have been, from the dawn of time, the annunciators of truth, the first revealers of beauty. We can not afford to close our doors to them?who knows what spirit of fire might knock in vain? Poetry may not be a grand enough portal, and the lamps that light it may burn dim in drifting winds; but until a nobler one is built it should stand, and its little lights should show the way as they can. H. M. REVIEWS Hodgson's Poems Poems, by Ralph Hodgson. Macmillan Co. There is a certain picture-book quality about the poems of Ralph Hodgson. One has the feeling that they were meant to go with illustrations. Eve, for instance, seems to call for one of those rather mild- drawings of the "eternal maid" such as one finds in Life. (I don't know who makes these illustrations, no doubt pleasing to clergymen and children, but apparently each generation supplies its quota and the ranks are never empty.) Eve, with her basket, was Deep in the bells and grass, Wading in bells and grass Up to her knees, Picking a dish of sweet Berries and plums to eat, Down in the bells and grass Under the trees. Even that much praised poem, The Bull, seems to have been destined for pictorial accompaniment. It is in itself pictorial?not imagistic; two very distinct things: See an old unhappy bull, Sick in soul and body both, Slouching in the undergrowth Of the forest beautiful; Banished from the herd he led, Bulls and cow...