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The POETS' Corner
BETTE DAVIS
She's a dual personality.
She has frank and eager eyes, The happy smile of a little child,
Yet her poise is womanly-wise.
On the screen she's a woman of the world,
A sophisticated coquette ; So hats off to Bette Davis,
Hollywood's hest Bet.
E. H. Rhett.
JOEL McCREA
There are scores of ardent lovers In Hollywood, known to fame.
There's Richard and Gary and Ronald, And others I could name.
But Joel's the lad I'd choose for mine
All others he excels, For he kisses — no doubt he kisses —
But he never, never tells.
Elizabeth Lowry.
PURELY PERSONAL OPINION
Whether nothing's in a name Or there's really quite a lot,
My conclusion is the same — Certain names are not so hot.
Maybe beauty lurks in Greta, Yet I say in solemn tone,
Take your Sari, Tala, Jetta,
Give me Norma, Constance, Joan. Brock Milton.
CALUMNY
They tell me Garbo has big feet,
And fans must ever talk. I smile and turn my head away
For, oh ! that panther walk.
They say her hands are big and coarse.
I cannot listen much. For there's a lingering tenderness
In Garbo's lightest touch.
They say she's cold and frigid.
But who in life would miss The beauty in the ecstasy
Of Garbo's kiss?
They say that she H moody
And criticize her styles, But, oh! the sun comes smilin' through
When Garbo smiles.
What though they say her hands are big,
Her figure far too lean. With all these so-called handicaps
She's still the movies' queen.
Jean Douglas.
JUDGMENT DAY
There's the rush and the roar of many feet — Young maids, old maids, sour, sweet. They're clamoring, they're yammering.
They are glad that they are born, For romance is resurrected
When Clark Gable blows his horn.
Dyoll Semay.
RETURN
She's subdued, she's cooled her kissing, But there's little else that's missing — Clara's back !
Her coiffure is new, exciting. And her eyes are deep, inviting — • Clara's back !
Her lips are still heartbreaking, And there can be no mistaking
Clara's back.
B. B.
SONG IN EXILE (England)
Faces strange and streets so queer, Sheets of rain to make things drear; Nothing comes along to cheer, Till in a bookseller's stall, My homesick eyes delighted fall On Picture Play, best of all.
Dorothy Garbutt.
VERY GOOD, EDDIE!
Oh, Eddie Lowe is flying high ;
Why shouldn't he these days ? Depression doesn't bother him —
"•Sez you !" to use his phrase — For other stars may flash and go
While he goes on with Lilyan Quite steadily to look just like
And make about a million !
R. R
THE WHY OF IT
It is not the feature playing, It's not even Mickey Mouse ;
It is not the girl friend praying, Or the comfort of the house.
It i.^ not the price of going, Which is often pretty harsh ;
There's just one thing to be knowingWill I see that blonde, Joan Marsh?
B. M.