Victoria Sackville-West

(1892 - 1962 / England)

Victoria Sackville-West Poems

1. Bitterness 4/15/2010
2. Mariana In The North 4/15/2010
3. Sailing Ships 4/15/2010
4. Bee-Master 4/15/2010
5. Trio 4/15/2010
6. Evening 4/15/2010
7. Song 4/15/2010
8. Full Moon 4/15/2010
9. Moonlight 1/13/2003
10. Making Cider 4/15/2010
11. Beechwoods At Knole 1/1/2004
12. The Greater Cats 1/1/2004
13. Leopards At Knole 1/1/2004
14. A Saxon Song 4/15/2010
15. Tuscany 4/15/2010
16. And So It Ends 1/1/2004
17. Days I Enjoy 1/1/2004
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Days I Enjoy

Days I enjoy are days when nothing happens,
When I have no engagements written on my block,
When no one comes to disturb my inward peace,
When no one comes to take me away from myself
And turn me into a patchwork, a jig-saw puzzle,
A broken mirror that once gave a whole reflection,
Being so contrived that it takes too long a time
To get myself back to myself when they have gone.
The years are too strickly measured, and life too short
For me to afford such bits of myself to my friends.
And what have I to give my friends in the last resort?
An ...

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Beechwoods At Knole

How do I love you, beech-trees, in the autumn,
Your stone-grey columns a cathedral nave
Processional above the earth's brown glory!

I was a child, and I loved the knurly tangle
Of roots that coiled above a scarp like serpents,
Where I might hide my treasure with the squirrels.

I was a child, and splashed my way in laughter

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