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Which has lost its handle,

Glows that downward trickle,

Clouds that are pinkened by the glimmer of the faintly-blinking sun;

Shadows across the road,

Scurries in the bushes

Made perhaps by a toad

Or a stone one pushes,

Lamp-light faintly shining through the twitching vines;

After sunset glows

In the purple gray

Gray that no one knows,

Parting of the day:

That's when grayish, trickling, drowsy things are dreamed.

Arvia MacKaye

SONGS

I

Rosy plum-tree, think of me

When Spring comes down the world.

II

There's dozens full of dandelions

Down in the field:

Little gold plates,

Little gold dishes in the grass.

I cannot count them,

But the fairies know every one.

III

Oh wrinkling star, wrinkling up so wise,
When you go to sleep do you shut your eyes?

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IV

The red moon comes out in the night:

When I'm asleep, the moon comes pattering up

Into the trees.

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Oh, the apple-blossoms will be apples, some day,
And cherries will be ripe first of March or first of May.

Gay as the flowers,

Nice as the night,

I for one

Am in delight.

IV

Clover tops are coming.

Cows will soon arise.

The sun comes up
And the stars go by.

Green grasses are growing,

Your trees are blooming with apples:

And flowers grow right near the water
To get a drink today.

VI

The violin makes brown music,

Brown like bees and honey,

Gold like the sun.
Oh, my violin!

VII

The daisies are shining in the sun.
March till you come to the creek-

The creek will show you the way to the moon.
March, march, march!

The little creek runs by all day

Singing, "River, river!"—

And never stops to play.

It just keeps going night and day.
March!

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EDITORIAL COMMENT

HOW NOT TO DO IT

E have often discussed in these pages the question of prizes, arguing in favor of them in the art of poetry as in the other arts. The editors of POETRY believe that prizes, properly endowed and awarded, conduce to the advancement of the art, and increase a little its very small financial returns. But we would not be understood as approving the method adopted by the Poetry Society of America for the impending award of two prizes of one hundred and twentyfive dollars each, the first ever placed, by a generous and wellintentioned donor, at the disposal of the Society.

The prizes are to be awarded by popular vote of members and others in the following fashion:

During the past season the society has held, at the National Arts Club, New York, five monthly meetings open to members of the Poetry Society and their guests; meetings attended chiefly, of course, by the local members, with an unlimited number of guests. At each of these meetings from ten to twenty poems were read without the disclosure of their authorship, after which all "those present," both members and guests, were asked to vote for their favorites. As the second stage in the award, unsigned copies of the ten poems which received the highest votes-two poems from each meeting-were mailed to all members of the Poetry Society. The prizes are to be given, presumably, to the two

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