Our Prize Poem Competition

Radio Record, Volume III, Issue 39, 11 April 1930, Page 26

Our Prize Poem Competition

HE prize. of half a guinea is awarded this week to the charming work of "L.S." Though "Chansonette" and "Perversity" trip so daintily off the tongue, this fascinating verse form is by no means so simple of achievement as might be imagined by the tyro in poetic art. Selected for special mention are some musical lines from "Helen Bs" graceful and facile pen, "H. B. Lamont’s" steadfast lines, and "Slim Jim’s" rainbow-tinted glorification anent the "golden-sandalled" ‘fall of the year.

"Rastus" sends sweet musings about daisies and early morning mist, fresh and innocent as the break of day. "Margaret B.": Of your two poems, the second is the better, and may be used later. We like the idea of Nature, the great Consoler, as expressed in "The Sinner.’ "M.A.B." should pursue other quarry than the poetic muse. "We noticed the trees in passing." True, no doubt, but of such stuff are poems not made! "Pictures" has merit, but seems reminiscent of a catalogue, which is undesirable in poetry, though Walt: Whitman made rather a hobby of it. "T.4.0." listens to "the wind on the

heath" to some poetic purpose. We wonder of ‘"T.A,0." admires the prose and description of a "Windy Day" by the late Katherine Mansfield, "Becky": We love your engaging "Two Little Boys," and hope some day to give them a wider circle of admirers. "Jedin" voices greetings to a friend. Fain would some of us prove inspiration for so lovely and spiritual a tribute, ; "Jack’s" little poem is very like a hymn, but otherwise without merit. "Rolling Stone" sends a lay of a lover to his absent lass that might appeal to the young and ardent. "Far Away": Doggerel of the dullest.

Chansonette I admire your silhouette As you light your cigarette, And you know tt-that I’ll bet, Mignonette! I watch you pirouette In a wonderful toilette, And I know that you're m debt, Mignonette! I know you're a coquette, And *twere wiser to forget, For you have no heart-and yet

Mignonette!

L.

S.