August 1949
- Hayden Carruth
- Richard Emerson
- Kenneth Alling
- Le Garde Doughty
- Donald Drummond
From this Issue
Poem
From the magazine:Prothalamium
Prothalamium
The sensual sap ascends
to summer us, and all
fronds, greenwoods, lily bands
attend our festival.
A festival I had
more chaste and regular
when with the greening globe
I seasonally bore
my clocked and colored joys.
Now, love, I stand exile
in the shadow of your praise,
errant, unpunctual.
to summer us, and all
fronds, greenwoods, lily bands
attend our festival.
A festival I had
more chaste and regular
when with the greening globe
I seasonally bore
my clocked and colored joys.
Now, love, I stand exile
in the shadow of your praise,
errant, unpunctual.
Table of Contents
Poems
- Peter Viereck
Two Translations
- Heinrich Heine
Three Poems
- Julia Randall
Two Poems
- Vernon Scannell
Four Poems
Three Poems
- May Sarton
An Editorial
- Hayden Carruth
Comment
- Patrick Kavanagh
Reviews
- John Conley
- Horace Gregory
- Richard Ellmann
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