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Stars, issue 2, December 1940-January 1941
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A PROSE POEM (Editorial) It is good to be in a forest, for there your spirit rises, that spirit which was city-trodden. The trees seem to be almost without number, stretching out to far horizons, a titanic gathering touched with gladness. Their dewy wetness, soon after a morning shower, gives them a nameless charm, as if they try to inform us of the rapture they find in life. A small stream divides momentarily on a projection of rock, with a tinkling musical note. The crystal drops turn to diamonds as, for a passing moment, the low-flying clouds part, letting through a sunbeam. Yes! a welcome part of the forest which stretches out as far as your vision travels, till mingling with the blue horizon, it becomes a part of the moist atmosphere. Little though you know it, you have partaken of an elixer [elixir]. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Beauty made her exquisitely happy and she was always good when she was happy."--Elizabeth Goudge, in Island Magic". "No performance is worth loss of genialty [geniality]."--Ralph Waldo Emerson, in "Culture". "I am a part of all that I have met."--Lord Alfred Tennyson, in :Ulysses". -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- STARS in A GOLDEN ATOM PUBLICATION edited and published by Larry B. Farsaci, at 48 Lewis Street, Rochester, New York. It is meant for the few or many who derive enjoyment from beautiful or elevating bits of writing. This, the second issue, is complimentary to Golden Atom subscribers with its December, 1940 issue. Someone once said that 'Good things come in little packages'. I hope you find this true of "Stars"! Cover by Charles Hickox, illusrates "Star-Maiden". -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- POET'S LAMENT By Jean Howard The soul of beauty lies within my soul And tinges me with all its throbbing life. ..When fraught by glimpses of Olympic peaks And driven by Creation's stinging lash, My world can know no greater tragedy Than this- The pen lies mute within my hand -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "The grass grows, the buds burst, the meadow is spotted with fire and gold in the tint of the flowers. The air is full of birds, and sweet with the breath of the pine, the balm-of-Gilead, and the new hay. [underlined//] Night brings no gloom to the heart of its welcome shade. [//underlined]Through the transparent darkness the stars pour their almost spiritual rays".--Ralph Waldo Emerson. The underlined words were emphasized by Garrett P. Serviss in his book, "Round the Year With the Stars". page 1 Stars
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A PROSE POEM (Editorial) It is good to be in a forest, for there your spirit rises, that spirit which was city-trodden. The trees seem to be almost without number, stretching out to far horizons, a titanic gathering touched with gladness. Their dewy wetness, soon after a morning shower, gives them a nameless charm, as if they try to inform us of the rapture they find in life. A small stream divides momentarily on a projection of rock, with a tinkling musical note. The crystal drops turn to diamonds as, for a passing moment, the low-flying clouds part, letting through a sunbeam. Yes! a welcome part of the forest which stretches out as far as your vision travels, till mingling with the blue horizon, it becomes a part of the moist atmosphere. Little though you know it, you have partaken of an elixer [elixir]. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Beauty made her exquisitely happy and she was always good when she was happy."--Elizabeth Goudge, in Island Magic". "No performance is worth loss of genialty [geniality]."--Ralph Waldo Emerson, in "Culture". "I am a part of all that I have met."--Lord Alfred Tennyson, in :Ulysses". -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- STARS in A GOLDEN ATOM PUBLICATION edited and published by Larry B. Farsaci, at 48 Lewis Street, Rochester, New York. It is meant for the few or many who derive enjoyment from beautiful or elevating bits of writing. This, the second issue, is complimentary to Golden Atom subscribers with its December, 1940 issue. Someone once said that 'Good things come in little packages'. I hope you find this true of "Stars"! Cover by Charles Hickox, illusrates "Star-Maiden". -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- POET'S LAMENT By Jean Howard The soul of beauty lies within my soul And tinges me with all its throbbing life. ..When fraught by glimpses of Olympic peaks And driven by Creation's stinging lash, My world can know no greater tragedy Than this- The pen lies mute within my hand -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "The grass grows, the buds burst, the meadow is spotted with fire and gold in the tint of the flowers. The air is full of birds, and sweet with the breath of the pine, the balm-of-Gilead, and the new hay. [underlined//] Night brings no gloom to the heart of its welcome shade. [//underlined]Through the transparent darkness the stars pour their almost spiritual rays".--Ralph Waldo Emerson. The underlined words were emphasized by Garrett P. Serviss in his book, "Round the Year With the Stars". page 1 Stars
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