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New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12181, 4 July 1925, Page 16

Beloved Little People, There’s something I want you all to try . . . from the weeniest one to the biggest. Make me some verses) It isn’t really very , hard when once you know how, and it’s one of the very best funs in the world! I don’t mind how tiny they are, if they are only well made, and if you make them all by yourself. You see, the thing that matters most about verses is that they must beat & time of their own. A good way to know whether it is right ... if you can’t just "hear” it ... is to say the lines heating time with yotir hand, and count it just as we do in music. Then if each line, or sometimes, every second line •• . « counts the same, you know that it has "rhythm.” Sometimes there's just one word that sounds awkward to say. Then leave it right out and get another that fits. Sometimes we can make it fit by turning the sentence round a hit . . . saying it at the beginning perhaps instead of the end. But if it sounds queer then • • • and not just how we would say it when we are talking ... it is better not to have it at all. O it's great fun this verse making . • . and you feel so happy when you get it all quite right. And another thing you'll find is that the shortest "right” thing is far more exciting to have written than the longest thing that doesn't "go.” There's a whole delicious hook of them for the little person who makes the best and sweetest. Your very own, FAIRIEL.