28 MARCH 1941, Page 11

POOR BIRD ! "

POOR bird!

No hands, no fingers thine ; Light, feathered, coloured wings Instead. But where are mine?

Poor silent fish!

No hands, no spindly legs, no toes ; But fins and a tail And mouth for nose.

Wild weed!

Not even an eye wherewith to see ; Or ear, or tongue, for sigh or song, Or heart to beat, Or mind to long ; But Oh, could I, In sun and shade, like thee, As gentle, sweet, And lovely be

WALTER DE LA MARE.