Where the sun drifts down from overhead
(Tangled gleams in the scarlet bed),
Rush of wings through the forest aisle—
And the leaves are a brighter red.
Loud drum the cocks in the thickets nigh;
Gray is the smoke where the ruffed grouse die.
There’s blackened shell in the trampled fern
When the white moon swims the sky.
The number of the poets of the Second Renaissance is legion. Amongst them are Arthur S. Bourinot, Gertrude Bartlett, Bernard F. Trotter (deceased), Arthur L. Phelps, Lucy M. Montgomery-MacDonald, Grace Blackburn, Beatrice Redpath, Laura E. McCully, Louise Morey Bowman, Florence Randal Livesay, Norah Holland, Amy Pennington, Carroll C. Aikins, Wm. A. Creelman, Andrew D. Merkel, Alexander Louis Fraser, Peter MacLaren MacDonald, Clare Giffen, Erica Selfridge, Charles T. Bruce, Marian Osborne, H. J. Maclean. It were worth while to review in detail the work of Arthur S. Bourinot as represented in his Laurentian Lyrics (1915), and Lyrics From the Hills (1923), and Arthur L. Phelps as represented in his Poems (1921) and A Bobcaygeon Chapbook (1923). Bourinot attracted attention by his noble and moving sonnet To The Memory of Rupert Brooke and his tender and musical war lyric beginning:—
They are not dead, the soldier and the sailor.