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Fantasy Aspects, issue 2, November 1947
Page 28
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would it? Though ads in the classified would receive perhaps less attention, they would be less bother than the fire alarm cards. An ad something like this: WANTED: Cash for your old Pulp magazines. Argosy, All-Story, Amazing, Weird, and Fantastic. No Love Detective, or Western, please. might do the trick. I won't estimate on how much response you will get, but you should get some. Answer every reply. You'll probably see a varied assortment of junk, but the laws of averages will help you. When you do locate some stfers among some others, casually offer 25c for the bunch. After all, you are just carting away some junk they were planning on throwing away. Keep at it too. As you acquire a reputation for buying mags, people all over the county will be phoning you about looking over bunches of magazines in their attic. You may yet get that complete file for 25c. ------------------------------------ Reprinted from HAROLD CHENEY JR. published at this address for the FAPA and SAPS. ----------------------------------- FROM BLITHERINGS by Chandler Davis SYNTHESIS Is it to tramp in step with tramping pines / Up patient Hill's long slanting mystery, / To feel the loving hand of summer rain / Upon our foreheads? Is it to gaze from hilltop, / In wide bright wonder, at the purple grass / Far woven on the acquiescent loom / Of brook-lined meadows? Is it to sit on high, / Among leaf-shadowed branches of a tree, / A beech so cooly dim we can pretend / At noon, that twilight lies upon our eyes? Or is it to prod delicately / With febrile fleshless fingers / The intricate unknown / To build the cold hard universe of mind / On structure of eye and ear / (Structure dubious / Dark cornered) / (World that changes / Destroying) / (Mind that flies / Space airless and unbounded) / To integrate / From sero to infinity? / Is it that? / Which is first? What is good? Is it perhaps to tred with feet of men / Old childhood's ancient and ensorcelled mountains? / Is it perhaps to gaze with wider eyes / Upon the child-faced meadow? Is it perhaps / To relish leaf-stirred breeze upon our cheeks, / To relish it the more now, knowing? / To see the settling evening mist as vapor / Yielding its spirithood into the cold, / To hear the bullfrog's distant song as poly- / Chromatic radiance of sphere-spread sound, / To relish it the more now, knowing? ------------------------------------- REPRINTED FROM BLITHERINGS #7 Published by Chandler Davis at 16 Highland St., Cambridge 38, Mass for the FAPA and VAPA. ----(Page 28)----
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would it? Though ads in the classified would receive perhaps less attention, they would be less bother than the fire alarm cards. An ad something like this: WANTED: Cash for your old Pulp magazines. Argosy, All-Story, Amazing, Weird, and Fantastic. No Love Detective, or Western, please. might do the trick. I won't estimate on how much response you will get, but you should get some. Answer every reply. You'll probably see a varied assortment of junk, but the laws of averages will help you. When you do locate some stfers among some others, casually offer 25c for the bunch. After all, you are just carting away some junk they were planning on throwing away. Keep at it too. As you acquire a reputation for buying mags, people all over the county will be phoning you about looking over bunches of magazines in their attic. You may yet get that complete file for 25c. ------------------------------------ Reprinted from HAROLD CHENEY JR. published at this address for the FAPA and SAPS. ----------------------------------- FROM BLITHERINGS by Chandler Davis SYNTHESIS Is it to tramp in step with tramping pines / Up patient Hill's long slanting mystery, / To feel the loving hand of summer rain / Upon our foreheads? Is it to gaze from hilltop, / In wide bright wonder, at the purple grass / Far woven on the acquiescent loom / Of brook-lined meadows? Is it to sit on high, / Among leaf-shadowed branches of a tree, / A beech so cooly dim we can pretend / At noon, that twilight lies upon our eyes? Or is it to prod delicately / With febrile fleshless fingers / The intricate unknown / To build the cold hard universe of mind / On structure of eye and ear / (Structure dubious / Dark cornered) / (World that changes / Destroying) / (Mind that flies / Space airless and unbounded) / To integrate / From sero to infinity? / Is it that? / Which is first? What is good? Is it perhaps to tred with feet of men / Old childhood's ancient and ensorcelled mountains? / Is it perhaps to gaze with wider eyes / Upon the child-faced meadow? Is it perhaps / To relish leaf-stirred breeze upon our cheeks, / To relish it the more now, knowing? / To see the settling evening mist as vapor / Yielding its spirithood into the cold, / To hear the bullfrog's distant song as poly- / Chromatic radiance of sphere-spread sound, / To relish it the more now, knowing? ------------------------------------- REPRINTED FROM BLITHERINGS #7 Published by Chandler Davis at 16 Highland St., Cambridge 38, Mass for the FAPA and VAPA. ----(Page 28)----
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