3 APRIL 1942, Page 9

SONNET: THE SMILE

IT rippled quite deliciously inside,

The waves of sweetness flowed upon my lips, The magic of it bridged the deep divide, Sprayed faery foam amidst the sister ships. The waves of sweetness broke upon your soul So that you sank into the seas of love, To where a million hearts like rubies roll In Cupid's labyrinthine treasure-trove. • Borne onwards in the glory of a smile, Undreaming of those all undreamed of things— Those bleeding hearts beneath those little isles Of human heartbreak—laughter billowing Out, till, wrecked upon a lonely shore, I found you floating in my arms once more.

DIANA JAMES.