All poetry has to do is to make a strong communication. All the poet has to do is listen. The poet is not an important fellow. There will also be another poet. Stevie Smith More Quotes by Stevie Smith More Quotes From Stevie Smith Death's not a separation or alteration or parting; it's just a one-handled door. Stevie Smith separation grief doors These thoughts are depressing I know. They are depressing, I wish I was more cheerful, it is more pleasant, Also it is a duty, we should smile as well as submitting To the purpose of One Above who is experimenting With various mixtures of human character which goes best, All is interesting for him it is exciting, but not for us. There I go again. Smile, smile, and get some work to do Then you will be practically unconscious without positively having to go. Stevie Smith depressing character interesting It is the privilege of the rich To waste the time of the poor To water with tears in secret A tree that grows in secret That bears fruit in secret That ripened falls to the ground in secret And manures the parent tree Oh the wicked tree of hatred and the secret The sap rising and the tears falling. Stevie Smith hatred water fall Into the dark night Resignedly I go, I am not so afraid of the dark night As the friends I do not know, I do not fear the night above As I fear the friends below. Stevie Smith shy dark night My friendships, they are a very strong part of my life, they are as light as gossamer but also they are as strong as steel. And I cannot throw them off, nor altogether do with them or without them. And I love them at the point where they say: It is nice to see you again. And I love them too at the point when they say: Good-bye, come again soon. The rhythm of friendship is a very good rhythm. Stevie Smith nice light strong I only asked my friends to be friendly and polite, I found them indifferent and censorious; The one I left to silence, the other to reproach: God send me over all such friends victorious. Stevie Smith silence friendly friendship I'm sorry to say my dear wife is a dreamer, and as she dreams she gets paler and leaner. Then be off to your Dream, with his fly-away hat, I stay with the girls who are happy and fat. Stevie Smith marriage girl dream So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die, Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough, And Virtue also says: We are not yet friends enough. Stevie Smith muse wish-to-die fancy The flower and fruit of love are mine The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole Stevie Smith moles flower ants Who is this that comes in grandeur, coming from the blazing East? This is he we had not thought of, this is he the airy Christ. Stevie Smith blazing east christ I made Man with too many faults. Yet I love him. And if he wishes, I have a home above for him. Stevie Smith i-love-him home men Oh, no no no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning. Stevie Smith moaning drowning cold This Englishwoman is so refined, She has no bosom and no behind. Stevie Smith refined bosoms behinds I don't think Auden liked my poetry very much, he's very Anglican. Stevie Smith auden thinking Oh Lion in a peculiar guise, Sharp Roman road to Paradise, Come eat me up, I'll pay thy toll With all my flesh, and keep my soul. Stevie Smith tolls peculiar soul Cry pretty, pretty, pretty and you'll be able Stevie Smith able humanity beauty As Nature is always careless and indifferent Stevie Smith nature beauty mean I am hungry to be interrupted Stevie Smith thoughtful hungry thinking My Muse sits forlorn She wishes she had not been born She sits in the cold No word she says is ever told. Stevie Smith muse cold wish It is an amiable part of human nature, that we should love our animals; it is even better to love them to the point of folly, than not to love them at all. Stevie Smith human-nature should animal
