Everybody seems to be talking, or writing, about vampires and vampire women. The Romans started the fad, of course. No fluttering bat in Rome but suggested some fascinating lady to the best selling poets and romancers of the time. More lately, Kipling and Burne-Jones have helped the bat-lady myth along. Bram Stoker has now done his share, and so has the Baroness Von Raube. Everybody seems to have one on his calling list. Reader, have you, perhaps, a little vampire in your home? Vanity Fair has asked eight of the greatest vampire specialists in America to make careful portraits—from life, of course—of the worst (but most diabolically alluring) ladies in the world. Accompanying them are a series of Hokku by Kwaw Li Ya, the Chinese poet. The Hokku is an interesting verse form, which is very popular in China and Japan. It should consist of seventeen syllables; an epigram; a dash of alliteration, and an attempt to convey a mood, by suggestion rather than by recision of phrasing. We shall say more of the Hokku in our next issue!
MAY WILSON PRESTON’S VAMPIRE
Merrily masking
Blood-lust, Lelia lures me,
Glad to the graveyard!
VAMPIRE GIRL BY W. M. BERGER
Subtle, a siren;
Sly, Satanic assassin,
Smile me to slumber!
ETHEL PLUMMER’S DANGER-GIRL
Girl of the gutter!
Gross, unkempt, you allure by
Links atavistic!
DJUNA BARNES’ VAMPIRE BABY
Belial-baby!
Mouths thus merry, maturing
Madden to murder
JOHN R. NEILL’S WINGED SIREN
Vania, Vampire—
Black bat’s wings are the crown of
Tyranny’s tempest!
MYRTLE HELD’S VENOMOUS CIRCE
Idle, capricious,
Vain. Come—curled and anointed—
Circe, to slay us!
REGINALD BIRCH’S LADY
Flavia! Philtres—
Brewed of bliss in the moonlight—
Gleam in your glances!
THELMA CUDLIPP’S LAUGHING FURY
Psyche, a Pagan
Perverse, poison o’ poppy!
Vow me a victim!