Muriel Stuart Poems
- Madala Goes By The Orphanage Unaware of its terror, And but ...
- In The Orchard 'I thought you loved me.' 'No, it was only ...
- The Seed-Shop Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie, ...
- Forgotten Dead, I Salute You Dawn has flashed up the startled...
- Man And His Makers 1. I am one of the wind's stories, I am...
- Leda Do you remember, Leda? There are those who love, to ...
- A Song For Old Love There shall be a song for both of us that...
Muriel Stuart (1885, Norbury, South London - 1967) The daughter of a Scottish barrister, was a poet, particularly concerned with the topic of sexual politics, though she first wrote poems about World War I. She later gave up poetry writing; her last work was published in the 1930s. She was born Muriel Stuart Irwin.
She was hailed by Hugh MacDiarmid as the best woman poet of the Scottish Renaissance although she was not Scottish, but English. Despite this, his comment led to her inclusion in many Scottish anthologies. Thomas Hardy described her poetry as "Superlatively good".
Her most famous poem "In the Orchard" is entirely dialogs and in no kind of ... more »
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Madala Goes By The Orphanage
Unaware of its terror,
And but half aware
Of the world's beauty near her-
Of sunlight on the stones,
And trembling birds in the square,
Lightly went Madala-
A rose blown suddenly
From Spring's gay mouth; part of the Spring was she.
Warmed to her delicate bones,
Cool in its linen her skin,
her hair up-combed and circled,
Lightly she flowered on the sin
And pain of the Spring-struck world.
Down the street went crazy men,
The winter misery of their blood
Budding in new pain
While beggars whined beside her,
While the street's daughters eyed ...