A noteworthy book by one of our leading poets, one of the very few who can- and does- write good love poetry in which our current literature is poverty-stricken. Maturity has brought a shade more clarity of meaning and a shade less sumptuousness of music to Conrad Aiken's latest work, a book of 15 lyrical poems. Music has always been an integral part of Aiken's verses, the meaning has always been there, but in earlier work it has been often half drowned by the rush of sound. The change here is for the better. Whether lyrics of love, pleasantly chastened with a touch of disillusionment, whether philosophical poems on the meaning of modern war or meditative verses on the significance of America, these poems may appear slighter than earlier major work. But it should be recognized that with the attenuation of the sensuous frenzy, the fine boney structure of his thought has a chance to show through. With condensation the poet has achieved more art.