5 JUNE 1953, Page 12

Suburban Evening

This summer evening like a memory Stirs thoughts and feelings that I cannot name ; Yet in the heart a sense of harmony Establishes an undisputed claim.

The little houses in the avenue Wear their front gardens just as housewives might Wear neat and pretty aprons ; the sky's pale hue, Is now transfused with shepherd's warm delight.

But sprouting from each roof like miniature Rugby-football posts I note with some Forboding television masts, and fear Each house contains a silent peeping-tom.

VERNON SCANNELL.