A collection of short lyrics and a few longer poems by Cecil Day Lewis, thew well-known left wing English poet and collaborator with W.H. Auden. The poems are skillful, intellectual, disillusioned. There is a gift for words and the tradition is the highly trained and literate one of the English universities. But the content is somehow thin, and does not arouse that indignation which the poet intends. To quote -- ""I fear this careful art Would never storm the senses; Its agonies are but the eager Retching of an empty heart."" This says all.