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STUDIES IN GEOMETRY
When I was small —
Oh, five or four — My world was a circle,
Nothing more. I, standing at center,
Could not sense Beyond the bright
Circumference ; All things were good
But ' in degree As they brought happiness
To me.
I've seen the small
Bright circle change To geometric
Figures, strange And awesome;
I have found my place At apex, corner,
Or at base.
Today I cannot
Quite define The shape of world
I now call, mine; And as for my
Location in it, That shifts about
With every minute . . . At last I count it
Very grand When I find any
Place to stand! ,
— B. Y. Williams
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PRAYER FOR ANY WIFE
Lord, let my golden store
'Of laughter, as I pour
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It from its pitcher, be
Replenished, so that he
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May always have it when
He wishes it — for men
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Need it from women's lips. And if the pitcher tips
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With difficulty now
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And then. Lord, show me how. In the face of fear or doubt, To get good laughter out.
— Elaine V. Emans '
By TED MALONE
Be sure to listen to Ted Malone's morning program, Monday through Friday at 11:45 EDT, over ABC.
LAST LAP
"How you have grown, my son! I swan.
When you were just a little chap You often liked to sit upon My lap!"
"You, too, have grown since days remote,
For, Dad, the lap I sat upon When just a little chap, I note Is gone!"
—Addison H. Hallock
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EXOTIC
I've tried so many heavenly scents, But alas for my noble experiments! Comes romantic dusk, my husband prefers The fragrance of onions and hamburgers! — May Richstone
RADIO MIRROR will pay fifty dollars
for the original poem, sent in by a reader, selected by Ted Malone as the best of that month's poems submitted by readers. Five dollars will be paid for each other original poem submitted and printed on the Between the Bookends pages in Radio Mirror. Address your poetry to Ted Malone, Radio Mirror, 205 East 42nd Street, New York 17, N. Y. Poetry submitted should be limited to thirty lines. When postage is enclosed every effort will be made to return unused manuscripts. This is not a contest, but an offer to purchase poetry for Radio Mirror's Between the Bookends.
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