Stevie Smith

(20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 / Kingston upon Hull)

Stevie Smith Poems

1. Conviction (Iii) 1/3/2003
2. Conviction (Ii) 1/3/2003
3. Bag-Snatching In Dublin 1/3/2003
4. Conviction (Iv) 1/3/2003
5. Conviction (I) 1/3/2003
6. Freddy 1/3/2003
7. To The Tune Of The Coventry Carol 4/8/2010
8. The Suburban Classes 4/8/2010
9. Sunt Leones 1/3/2003
10. My Heart Goes Out 1/3/2003
11. Exeat 1/13/2015
12. The Face 4/8/2010
13. Do Not! 4/8/2010
14. Thoughts About The Person From Porlock 4/8/2010
15. My Soul 4/8/2010
16. Our Bog Is Dood 1/3/2003
17. Was He Married? 4/8/2010
18. Tender Only To One 4/8/2010
19. The Airy Christ 4/8/2010
20. In My Dreams 4/8/2010
21. Deeply Morbid 1/3/2003
22. Pretty 4/7/2004
23. Pad, Pad 1/3/2003
24. In The Night 1/3/2003
25. Tenuous And Precarious 1/3/2003
26. Drugs Made Pauline Vague 1/3/2003
27. Autumn 1/3/2003
28. Infelice 1/3/2003
29. Away, Melancholy 1/3/2003
30. My Heart Was Full 1/3/2003
31. The Reason 1/3/2003
32. Nor We Of Her To Him 1/3/2003
33. The Jungle Husband 1/3/2003
34. Mother, Among The Dustbins 1/3/2003
35. I Remember 1/3/2003
36. Never Again 1/3/2003
37. Happiness 1/3/2003
38. The Pleasures Of Friendship 1/3/2003
39. I Do Not Speak 1/3/2003
40. Alone In The Woods 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Stevie Smith

Not Waving But Drowning

Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larking
And now he's dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,
They said.

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.

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Conviction (I)

Christ died for God and me
Upon the crucifixion tree
For God a spoken Word
For me a Sword
For God a hymn of praise
For me eternal days
For God an explanation
For me salvation.

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