Poets' Corner
. . . LIKE A PARCEL (Written j or THE SUN) Life is a quaint and helpless thing. Once I thought life a puissant ruler, a tall red-robed King. Then 1 thought 1 might enchant Life , so lovely and st> lonely—a lady , to be swiftly wooed. But now I think that Life is pnly a little dog lying like a parcel on the road. GEOFFREY DE MONTALK. Winchester Street, London. STAR DUST (Written for THE SUN) The sky is powdered thick with stars tonight; The jasmine stars hang in a waxen swoon ... Caught in the vine, a faintly-pen-cilled moon Slips from its leafy moorings out of sight. And some far-distant garden of delight. That knew the lips of laughter and romance , Stirs from its countless centuries’, of trance And brings a breath of jasmine , waxen-white . . ; Frail, starry flowers that crowned some golden head And hid the sundial with their perfumed snow . . . The lilting of an air, long ages dead, Is on the wind, and silken-voiced and low, Love plights his troth—his thousand words unsaid — Down silvered paths where star dust used to blow. Auckland, Winifred S. Tennant.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 773, 20 September 1929, Page 14
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186Poets' Corner Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 773, 20 September 1929, Page 14
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