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whom the Spectric theory originated, has found the best expression of his genius in regular metrical forms and rhyme. Anne Knish, on the other hand, has used only free verse. We wish to make it clear that the Spectric manner does hot necessitate the employment of either of these metrical systems to the exclusion of the other. Although the members of our group would by no means attempt to establish a claim as actual inventors of the Spectric method, yet we can justifiably say that we have for the first time used the method consciously and consistently, and formulated its possibilities by means of elaborate experiment. Among recent poets in English, we have noted few who can be regarded in a sure sense as Spectrists. ANNE KNISH. ANNE KNISH _Opus 50_ THE piano lives in a dusk Where rich amber lights Quiver obscurely. It exists only at twilight; And somewhere afar In the depths of a tropic forest The sun is now setting, and the phoenix looks Mysteriously toward the gold. I think I must have been born in such a forest, Or in the tangle of a Chinese screen. There is indigo in this music; This dusk is filled with amber lights; Through the tangled evening of heavy flower-scents Come footfalls That surely I can almost remember. EMANUEL MORGAN _Opus 41_ SPECTRES came dancing up the wind, Trailing down the long grass, Shooting high, undisciplined, To join the sun and see you pass . . . The colors of the pointed glass. Under a willow-maze you went Unsaddened . . . But a violet beam Fell on the white face, backward bent, Of a body in a stream. Into the sun you came again, With sun-red light your feet were shod . . . And round you stood a ring of feathered men With naked arms acknowledging a god. Indigo-birds and squirrels on a tree And orioles flashed in and out . . . The yellow outline of Eurydice Waited for Orpheus in a black redoubt With a beaded fern you waved away a gnat . . . And maidens, hung with vivid beads of green, One of them bearing in her arms an orange cat, Held palms about a queen. Then you were lost to sight And locking trees became the clouds of you, Till you emerged, the moon upon your shoulder, and the night Bloomed blue. ANNE KNISH _Opus 76_ YEARS are nothing; Days alone count; These, and the nights. I have seen the grey stars marching, And the green bubbl
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