Dame Edith Sitwell poet from United Kingdom was born on September 7, 1887, had 77 years and died on December 9, 1964. Poems were written in Modern age mainly in English language. Dominant movement is feminism.
Top ten poems Dame Edith Sitwell
Still Falls the Rain
... Still falls the RainIn the Field of Blood where the small hopes breed and the human brain ...
When Cold December
... The jangling bells on the sweet rose-trees-- ...
Bells Of Gray Crystal
... Two people go, Trail their long codas ...
Four in the Morning
... Why am I lost, Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd ...
By The Lake
... ' 'Dead, the leaves that like asses's ears hung on the trees ...
Aubade
... Eternities of kitchen garden,Cockscomb flowers that none will pluck, ...
Clowns' Houses
... All wand'ring sounds that passSeemed out of tune, as if the light ...
The Fan
... Plumes bright and shrill as grass ...
Came the Great Popinjay
... Oh, what a dance was there! ...
Heart And Mind
... Though the fire of that sun the heart and the moon-cold bone are one ...
