Poems by Stevie Smith
Tenuous and Precarious
... I am Finis, Six, five, four, three, two, ...
My Heart Was Full
... My heart was full of softening showers, ...
Not Waving but Drowning
... It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way, ...
The Suburban Classes
... (Theres this to be said for them, they do as theyre told) ...
Dear Muse
... I often think that this will be the next instant,Meanwhile I am your most obliging confidante ...
Was He Married?
... Did he feel pointless, feeble and distrait, ...
Conviction (IV)
... I like to be held and lightly kissed, ...
The Jungle Husband
... Because it's always full of anacondas, Evelyn, not looking ill-fed ...
Nor We of Her to Him
... Sometimes we shake our heads and say ...
To the Tune of the Coventry Carol
... Forget him and forget her ...
In the Night
... I think only of the people i should like to bite ...
The Airy Christ
... For those who hear, and the sweet singer does not care that he was crucified ...
My Soul
... And the thoughts in my head are the thoughts of a bed ...
I Remember
... The Germans were making a particularly heavy raid on Hampstead ...
Pretty
... This field, this owl, this pike, this pool are careless, ...
