Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell

(7 September 1887 - 9 December 1964 / Scarborough, Yorkshire)

Four In The Morning - Poem by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell

Cried the navy-blue ghost
Of Mr. Belaker
The allegro Negro cocktail-shaker,
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Comments about Four In The Morning by Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell

  • (6/3/2015 9:32:00 AM)

    Liliana ~el, start with your own experiences at four in the morning - and the let her words take you there. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/3/2015 9:30:00 AM)

    Agree entirely Lorraine M. G. Black... I think her poem here reflects her true spirit, free, singularly unique, rebellious to a fault, non-conforming yet wonderfully exciting when looked at closely and capable of a lifelong true and endearing love that has nothing to do with sex or other trappings so many people fall into... What a glorious soul she seems to have been, silently slinking along as one who might easily blend into the background.... But the magnifying glass brings out an entirely hidden world of color and blissful excitement! (Report) Reply

  • (9/7/2014 9:02:00 AM)

    a glimpse of a life long passed during an era most of us will only read about or see in a movie..very picturesque and imaginative..funny how poetry can transport the reader to places and time not experienced by the reader..in real life... (Report) Reply

  • (9/7/2013 6:53:00 PM)

    What? ... I am seriously lost. Someone please help me; I don't actually think I'm dumb.. (Report) Reply

  • Kelvin Owusu (9/11/2012 10:31:00 PM)

    i say this, this is an amazing piece very well written well done (Report) Reply

  • (9/16/2008 12:31:00 AM)

    Sorry, you can't read this glorious absurdity without Walton's amazing music in the background making magic out of genius. (Report) Reply

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