Show GOOD GOOI AMERICAN VE VERSE r Some month montha ago The Republican published a poem entitled The liThe Sea Gardens of or Santa Catalina written b by hy Miss Stein an nn Indiana wo woman woman nan Partly as a result of or the pu publication of that poem perhaps the hooks books Miss Stein has written are areni arenow n ni now w v on sale In Salt Lake stores and to Io lovers of good American verso verse U they possess possess a promise e which reading will fulfill II One Salt Lake woman ha has hail proven her appreciation of the work by pending to lo the the author a tribute in rhyme which Is IJ reproduced in he the pages of a n paper local to Miss Steins Stein's home The book Look Among the mho Trees ees Ag Again Is wonderfully rully fa fascinating rich in a variety of pictures picture It is not In him the interest t of any book publisher nor nul for the mo money making of any dealer local or otherwise that 1 we speak again of Miss Misa Steins Stein's verse but because literary Il tary ac achievement In in l- l America An Is not nut oVer o active just now and and nd the tho making of or good verse is a a athing thing to lo be 10 welcomed It IL Ills Is of or course counse far above the class of Riley nor Is la It pitched on the tho plane of the versatile r 4 and prolific Mrs WIlcox But It must be regarded as the better belter for that Ie If one ono Is s to base judgment solely upon alove a alove love for lino Imagery well expressed C. C One of the tho poems poem A Song of or Thought Is almost mal masculine in It Its s lr 6 strength We IVe b believe Its quality will repay the Life reading 0 O the shIps have havo sails for Cor the swellIng swellIng swell- swell Ing gales k t The The falcon falcon tiles In the wake of nf th the e wind l' l In the speed of the steed td of oC lh the o Bedouin breed c limo Tho blood leaps high to lo the hoof hoof- beats lead I i J As s tho lie leagues are arc left lect behind But what whal care I IFor IFor IFor l For the birds tut lly 11 Or all the vessels that sail tho the sea eca Tho The blasts that blow Till the trees bend low I Or time the barbs harbs of Araby rahy I spring to birth with the lie dust of earth Yet span the tho heaven cn from polo pole to lo polo 1010 Or Hashing far as the thc star tur I know no barrier bound bonnel nor bar barTo To 10 hold from m my boldest goal oal The Tho storms storm's red spark park parkAs As It Il cleaves OS the dark With my nay viewless wings It cannot keep pace Muro More fleet than light My l measureless 8 Might Highl To 10 tho the starless ends enUs of space Under tho ho title O Over OCI CI the Sierras this new author brings us something as sympathetic and true to tho the soil toil as arc are limo tho hest best of Millers Miller's virile vel verse e made in his earlier dayo daye The stanzas will reveal rc both the loft lofty sense of appreciation and the happy choice of words In ho tho the painting From out the tho depths of oC the abyss Faint echoes of a torrents torrent's roar roal Oer O'er crags whence lordly eagles c soar To poise above o the precipice A sense of oC majesties and An exaltation born of oC these The Tho summits summit's awful silences A 1 glimpse of Godhead from the heights heigh ts But it is in Time The Ca Cascade Ravine that lint one gets tI the e distinctive quality of Miss lIss Steins Stein's poetic cum composition position Vc Wo do not know of any ono one since Buchanan Read who could so so command com- com mand the tho uses liMO of syllables lo to mho tho p of or thought A little extract from rom tills this poem will twill go o far aa to lo ex- ex ones one's admiration for the vork wort I Tho The shining shilling water slipped and anti slipped A Adoun own tho the mossy rocks s and dripped From off orr line fringing ferns Cerns In hi drops Of OC endless threaded pearls that tipped lipped The tasseled sedge and alder tops lops With light and and then It sipped tipped A drowsy vs draught of sun and dipped Beneath small clustering lg buds and anti hid Among lush marigolds and slid Between tall tl serried ranks of reeds And stroked their little leaves and lipped Tin Time spangled Jewel weeds Then speeding suddenly amid Faint shimmering spray It lightly tripped Across white pebbly sand rond and at stripped The marsh Mowers Mower's gold goltl and lied Mcd half haIr seen seenA seenA seen seen- A splash of silver cr through the green And what heart t wearied with the tho labor labul of oC what Lanier calls The Tho terrible ter ter- town can fall fail to lo jO Joy In III Inthe the utterance of tills this stanza found In III Inthe the poem Among the Trees Again Too long too lon long wo we heard strange footsteps pass pabs S harsh Hatsh strident echoes stricken out of oC stone But nul ne never never ner r softened by green growing bra brass s Or mellowed to faint earthy under under- tone tono And Anti then lien 0 O Heart Did Dill we not feel reel ourselves es apart Alone Wrought ht to vague discord by some touch unknown I Did Old we wc not weal weary with a nameless t jA r In dr c 4 toJ cr clo dal daisy y sown Or music blown From the wind harping of oC some little leaf The finding of good work Is 11 always alwa's a jO Joy That man or woman who lio can catch Co the colors of or great natures nature's sky and paint them upon the canvas of or ortho tho time thought so 50 that all who have havo eyes may sec bee has done well for the worl world And it il Is a pleasure to commend corn corn- mend these thee graceful elevating verses erses to lo what we find Is a discriminating public in Salt Lal Lake e |