OUR OWN VERSE-MAKERS

New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12295, 14 November 1925, Page 16

OUR OWN VERSE-MAKERS

THE GODDESS OF THE DAWN She sits on a throne of ruddy g01d... The Princess of the Dawn. i Encircled by a halo of shining clouds She awakens every morn. It’s Aurora, who opens the gates of pearl And draws back the curtains of night To let out the golden Sun-king To start on his daily flight. Her dress is of spangled sunbeams... Her jewels of morning dew. Her hair is entwined with flowers... Red, and yellow, and blue. Barbara Smith (aged 11). Northland. [Good, Barbara... your Aurora is a true princess with her crown of shining clouds. But I think I like the simplicity of the picture in the last verse best. The world "encircled" makes the third line a bit too long for the metre, doesn’t it?—Pairiel.] * * * * A VISIT TO FAIRYLAND The other night when I was in bed A fairy through my window sped. She told me to follow her... Up, up we went into the air. I saw the 'elves and sprites And joined in their fairy fights. And through the air We sped Until I found myself back in bed; Phyllis Walker (aged 12). Khandallah. [lt is rather a pity that “fights” had to come into it, because that is not how Fairyland spends its time, do you think ? And if you had thought a little you would have found lots of other prettier rhymes for "sprites” The third line, “She told me...," is short metre. But the length of the lines seems a bit undecided. Be careful of these things, Phyllis... it is altogether better than last time.—Fairiel.j * ■ '• - * LITTLE FAIRY Little fairy soft and light Flitting through the dusk of night... In her glossy white-tipped clothes Dancing on her tiny toes. Bsma Jacobson (aged 10). Wadestown. [lt’s a dear wee verse, Esina, and a pretty picture. Perhaps “glossy” is not a very dainty word, and "clothes,” if you shy it properly, does not rhyme with "toes." But it is sweet and complete. More, please!—Fairielj