Publication: Melbourne Herald
Date: 17 July 1922
I love writing free verse because it Is so easy. You don’t have to rhyme or Trouble about metre. It is just prose sawn up into Unequal lengths. A lot of People who write it are very Proud of their efforts; but I am Not. However, let Us see what we can do With a little review. (That’s all wrong, because it rhymes; but that’s a habit not easily overcome, and we make up for it by being a little more erratic than usual concerning the length of the Lines.) Now, let us see what is doing in the world. It is said that Federal Expenditure Is a great deal over the odds, and a number of people are shouting loudly for Economy, which they may get — perhaps — Perhaps not. De Valera has gone to Cork, Probably with the idea of keeping Afloat; But even Cork is unlikely to save him from sinking. The French President has been shot at and Missed; and a Pentridge prisoner has done a dash successfully; and Girls with low necks weer given the bird by a Cardinal in Rome, who Gave it to them in the neck because The necks were low; and Aeroplanes are off the Scottish coast looking for Herrings, which seems to be rather a fishy thing for Aeroplanes to do. However, Germany Paid up on Saturday, after trying To drag a lot of herrings across The trail, which possibly accounts for the aeroplanes’ Search. A Melbourne pawnbroker lost £3000; and the Federal Treasurer is busy preparing his Budget; and some of the shearers are Shearing, while some are Not. I’m a little bit tired of this free verse Because the further you go the worse You fare. So there! It’s just mere prose chopped up in bits, And none of it rhymes and none of it fits. It’s bosh, By gosh! But since it’s written, well, let it go, For the writing of rhyme is rather slow. But, nevertheless, I must confess I love writing free Verse, because it Is so Easy.