Color

All this, of course, really means but little as far as poetry is concerned, for prize poems are, for the most part, bad poems. It is to the work in “Color” that one must turn to find whether or not Mr. Cullen is a really inspired poet. One reading of “The Shroud of Color” should be enough to convince the most cavilling reader. This sensitive and impressive piece of work is too long to quote, but another aspect of Mr. Cullen’s work may be given, and that is his keen, almost epigrammatic gift that borders on satire. And then there are the many epitaphs, two of which may be quoted