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Marguerite Young

Poetry

Autumn 1940

Death by Rarity

By Marguerite Young

I fear, I fear the rarity Of night hawk, swift, ruby throat; I fear extinct The roseate spoonbill and snowy egret slain By no known enemy, Slain by no known […]

Poetry

Autumn 1940

Earth’s History

By Marguerite Young

The sweet pea once opened Does not close its fragile heart again, Of the invader space it is victim Like a city besieged by heartless men. A trivial note, a […]

Book Reviews

Summer 1948

Tiger Lilies

By Marguerite Young

Other Voices, Other Rooms by Truman Capote. Random House. $2.75   The large number of novels, even when well written, bear no qualifications of individuality. Except as to subject matter, […]

Book Reviews

Winter 1947

Metaphysical Fiction

By Marguerite Young

The Member Of The Wedding by Carson McCullers. Houghton Mifflin. $2.50 Carson McCullers’ The Member of the Wedding, astutely and frugally designed, is a deceptive piece of writing, and its […]

Younger Poets

Winter 1945

Of Deed, Love, Death

By Marguerite Young

The soul dividing like an annalid Suggests a remorseless possibility — For our inclination is always the business unfinished, The evening star’s rising above the evening star’s zenith distance, A […]

Fiction

Winter 1944

Old James

By Marguerite Young

Old James would sit at his desk in the twilight. He would wear his hat, but that was no sign he noticed the hour, that the sun had already gone […]

New Verse by Brave Poets

Autumn 1942

Moderate Fable

By Marguerite Young

In seasons of doubt, in seasons sceptic of love Yet here did seven bridegrooms softly come Each with translucent bone and glistening spittle To claim the daughter of God, as […]

New Verse by Brave Poets

Autumn 1942

A Crystal Principle

By Marguerite Young

From crucial elements, as light, water, fire, air, Is crystal evolved by the slow dazzle of beads Cloudless twin moons in true curve, God’s tears And only tear, as the […]

Two Poems

Summer 1941

The Pattern

By Marguerite Young

Now the rain crow’s crying, now the rose petal falls, And these are two separate pursuits to the end As now the rain crow’s crying, as now the rose Loosens […]

Two Poems

Summer 1941

Summer Day

By Marguerite Young

Now the white heron streams in pallid motion Shapeless as snow to this earth’s eye, But he in the bright gold light beaming Is motion made all probable. Earth turns, […]