Word: poemes
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Choice among the poetry selections are George Starbuck's Poems For a First Year in Boston (dedicated to Jonathan Edwards on the bicentenary of his death): "I. New Year: Arrival from San Francisco," "II. Olympus Having Weathered One More Winter in Boston," "III. Boston: Progress Report." The seven pages of verse are luxurious with alliterations, line and internal rhyme, and rhythmic variety, yet rarely seem splashy. Moreover, Starbuck has successfully used slang to aid rather than preclude intelligibility. The sense of the well sustained poem is a rare combination of sophistication and humanitarianism--a "Wasteland" reconsidered, as it were, featuring...
International organizations and private industries also had exhibit halls. The Phillips Electric Company's exhibit of a symphonic poem in sight and sound, which many visitors passed up, portrayed current tensions better than anything else at the Exposition. As spectators gasped, pictures of apes, war, art, men, flashed on the walls in rapid succession, while sounds of music, air-raid sirens, and planes produced a swelling cacophony. It was a tribute to the marvels of electricity, a terrifying artistic expression of uncertainty...
...rest of the magazine is poetry, and of it I like Sandy Kaye's "Afternoon Thoughts in Delft" best. It is a simple and tranquil poem, the best kind, and Sandy Kaye's piece seems to have an uncommon fragility about it. A lady sits in a doorway of Vermeer's "Street in Delft," thinking of the quiet and the secure things she knows about her faded old home. The poem is the woman talking, and yet it is not the woman talking because her thought seems to transcend her feeling. Be sure to hunt up the print...
Richard Sommer contributes two poems, one on the classical side which is not my side but which of course may bring something to some people, and the other about the St. Croix River. The St. Croix River must be a newsy place, for Richard Sommer has noticed a lot going on there and it is fun to read about it all. Thomas Whitebread writes amusingly of how bourbon may be put to good, if pragmatic, use in "The Use of Bourbon," which is all very well for them that can afford it and apparently he can't because...
Harry Kemp, whose work is familiar to anyone who has bought a calendar in any of the fascinating gift shops of Provincetown, asks his readers "I wonder if it's worth the game/To be thus affable and tame?" and gives us two more poems as well. And other poets, too interesting to mention, are also there. The only good bit is an amusing lazy poem called "Summer" written by Dorothy Pollock-Watson and fun to read...