Smith is a weird and wonderful mix of Sylvia Plath and Shel Silverstein baptized in the Thames. (Visit p.67 to see what I mean). Suggested pairing: Ginger scone from Bottletree Bakery and an Irish coffee.— From Katelyn
The most delightful of English poets — mordantly amusing and fresh as a sassy cat
Extraordinarily funny, with the fresh eye of a visitor from another world, Stevie Smith is a poet to savor. Wielding a throwaway wit and the strangest irony,Stevie Smith was deeply read in the classics and yet sprinkled her poetry with delightful doodles. Her poems are often very dark; her characters are perpetually saying “goodbye” to their friends or welcoming death. At the same time her work has an eerie levity. Countless are her witty ways. The title of her first collection says it perfectly: A Good Time Was Had by All.
I longed for companionship rather,
But my companions I always wished farther.
And now in the desolate night
I think only of people I should like to bite.
About the Author
Stevie Smith (1902-1971) was the author of three novels and nine poetry volumes and lived almost her whole life in northern London. She was officially recognized with the Cholmondeley Award for Poetry in 1966 and the Queen’s Gold Medal for poetry in 1969.
A rare bird, a Maltese falcon. A more individual talent than Stevie Smith’s you don’t get.
Unique and cheerfully gruesome: a charming and original poet.
— Robert Lowell