Florence Margaret Smith, known as Stevie Smith (20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971) was an English poet and novelist. Read full biography of Stevie Smith →
Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning. I was much further out than you thought, and not waving but drowning. I was much too far... →
I don't think Auden liked my poetry very much, he's very Anglican.
This Englishwoman is so refined, She has no bosom and no behind.
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... →
I'm alive today, therefore I'm just as much a part of our time as everybody else. The times will just have to enlarge themselves to make room... →
I may be smelly and I may be old, Rough in my pebbles, reedy in my pools, But where my fish float by I bless their swimming, And I like the people to... →
Florence Margaret Smith, known as Stevie Smith (20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971) was an English poet and novelist.