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  1. 65458363 - Dune_Daniels
  2. 65481406 - theresamdiamond
  3. 65512950 - writerchick88
  4. 65537042 - not-logged-in-769665b89a497dff1f5d
  5. 65607398 - hilditl74
  6. WINNER - 65637170 - SusanMorley53425

65458363 - Dune_Daniels

Blackheath 23 xii 1949

Dearest Sylvia,

Here is a poem for you, not, I am afraid, any of
the ones we discussed but another about The Five
Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one
sets out to create something one holds concsiously
in mind, something else is easier for the moment.
So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the
images, the words, for the other poems and I hope,
over Christmas, to be able to send you some more.
The Figureheads poem in particular is shaping well
but it is rather critical of the masses rather than
appreciative of love and poetry - so it is not a
suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new
poem (all rhyming except the envoi!) will convey my
good-will, my love, and my appreciation of exper-
iences we have shared which provide the imagery of
it.

I have received a letter from Worsley (literary Ed-
itor of the Statesman) in which he says my review
is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he
feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as
it is rather specialised. However, this is not as
gloomy as is sounds because he says to ring him up
and go and have a talk with him about it. There is,
still, I like to think hope.

I have not yet received any letters from you but,
then, the posts are quite phantastic at present.
One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged
silence. I hope you get mine fairly regularly.

Yesterdat I got a shirt, not a grey and white ben-
gal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the only kind I was able to find. I think it is rather
nice and will look delicious with my new bow, which
it will show up to great advantage.

65481406 - theresamdiamond

Blackheath 23 x ii 1949
Dearest Sylvia,

Here is a poem for you, not, I am afraid, any of the ones we discussed but another about The Five Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one sets out to create something one holds consciously in mind, something else is easier for the moment. So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the images, the words, for the other poems and I hope, over Christmas, to be able to send you some more. The Figureheads poem in particular is shaping well but it is rather critical of the masses rather than appreciative of love and poetry - so it is not a suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new poem (all riming except the envoi!) will convey my good-will, my love, and my appreciation of experiences we have shared which provide the imagery of it.
I have received a letter from Worsley (literary Editor of the Statesman) in which he says my review is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as it is rather specialised. However, this is not as gloomy as it sounds because he says to ring him up and go and have a talk with him about it. There is, still, I like to think hope.
I have not yet received any letters from you but, then, the posts are quite phantastic at present. One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged silence. I hope you get mine fairly regularly.
Yesterday I got a shirt, not a grey and white bengal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the only kind I was able to find. I thin it is rather niece and will look delicious with my new bow, which it will show up to great advantage.

65512950 - writerchick88

Blackheath
23 xii 1949
Dearest Sylvia,

Here is a poem for you, not, I am afraid, any of the ones we discussed but another about The Five Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one sets out to create something one holds consciously in mind, something else is easier for the moment. So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the images, the words, for the other poems and I hope, over Christmas, to be able to send you some more. The Figureheads poem in particular is shaping well but it is rather critical of the masses rather than appreciative of love and poetry- so it is not a suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new poem (all riming except the envoi!) will convey my good-will, my love, and my appreciation of experiences we have share which will provide the imagery of it.

I have received a letter from Worsley (literary Ed-itor of the Statesman) in which he says my review is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as it is rather specialised. However, this is not as gloomy as it sounds because he says to ring him up and go and have a talk with him about it. There is, still, I like to think hope.

I have not yet received any letters from you but, then, the posts are quite phantastic at present. One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged silence. I hope you get mine fairly regualrly.

Yesterday I got a shirt, not a grey and white ben-gal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the only kind I was able to find. I think it is rather nice and will look delicious with my new bow, which it will show up to great advantage.

65537042 - not-logged-in-769665b89a497dff1f5d

Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,

Here is a poem for you, not, I am afraid, any of the ones we discusses but another about The Five Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one sets out to create something one holds consciously in mind, something else is easier for the moment.
So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the images, the words, for the other poems and I hope, over Christmas to be able to send you some more. The Gigureheads poem in particular is shaping well but it is rather critical of the masses rather than appreciative of love and poetry - so it is not a suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new poem (all riming except the envoi!) will convey my good-will, my love, and my appreciation of experiences we have shared which provide the imagery of it.
I have received a letter from Worsley (iterary Editor of the Statesman) in which he says my review is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as it is rather specialised. However, this is not as gloomy as it sounds because he says to ring him up and go and have a talk with him about it. The is, still, I like to think hope.
I have not yet received any letters from you but, then, the posts are quite phantastic at present.
One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged silence. I hope you get mine fairly regularly.
Yesterday I got a shiirt, not a grey and white bengal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the only kind I was able to find. I think it is rather nice and will look delicious with my new bow, which it will show up to great advantage.

65607398 - hilditl74

Blackheath 23 xii 1949
Dearest Sylvia,
Here is a poem for you, not, I'm afraid, any of the ones we discussed but another about The Five Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one sets out to create something one holds consciously in mind, something else is easier for the moment. So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the images, the words, for the other poems and I hope, over Christmas, to be able to send you some more. The Figureheads poem in particular is shaping well but it is rather critical of the masses rather than appreciative of love and poetry - so it is not a suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new poem (all riming except the envoi!) will convey my good-will, my love, and my appreciation of experiences we have shared which provide the imagery of it.

I have received a letter from Worsley (literary Editor of the Statesman) in which he says my review is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as it is rather specialised. However, this is not as gloomy as it sounds because he says to ring him up and go and have a talk with him about it. There is still, I like to think hope.

I have not yet received any letters from you but, then, the posts are quite phantastic at present. One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged silence. I hope you get mine fairly regularly.

Yesterday I got a shirt, not a grey and white bengal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the only kind I was able to find. I think it is rather nice and will look delicious with my new bow, which it will show up to great advantage.

WINNER - 65637170 - SusanMorley53425

Blackheath 23 xii 1949

Dearest Sylvia,

Here is a poem for you, not, I am afraid, any of
the ones we discussed but another about The Five
Senses. You know yourself how sometimes when one
sets out to create something one holds consciously
in mind, something else is easier for the moment.
So it was with this poem, but I am gathering the
images, the words, for the other poems and I hope,
over Christmas, to be able to send you some more.
The Figureheads poem in particular is shaping well
but it is rather critical of the masses rather than
appreciative of love and poetry - so it is not a
suitable seasonal gift. I hope that this new
poem (all riming except the envoi ) will convey my
good-will, my love, and my appreciation of exper-
iences we have shared which provide the imagery of
it.

I have received a letter from Worsley (literary Ed-
itor of the Statesman) in which he says my review
is 'written with skill and with knowledge' but he
feels it is not suitable for the New Statesman as
it is rather specialised. However, this is not as
gloomy as it sounds because he says to ring him up
and go and have a talk with him about it. There is,
still, I like to think hope.

I have not yet received any letters from you but,
then, the posts are quite phantastic at present.
One at ten, another at ten-thirty, then a prolonged
silence. I hope you get mine fairly regularly.

Yesterday I got a shirt, not a grey and white ben-
gal stripe, but a pale brown and white: it was the
only kind I was able to find. I think it is rather
nice and will look delicious with my new bow, which
it will show up to great advantage.

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