Stevie Smith

Biography of Stevie Smith (1902 – 1971)

Stevie Smith
Stevie Smith (1902-1971)

Born Florence Margaret Smith in Hull, England, Stevie Smith was a secretary at Newnes Publishing Company in London from 1923 to 1953, and occasionally worked as a writer and broadcaster for the BBC. Though she began publishing verse, which she often illustrated herself, in the 1930s, Smith did not reach a wide audience until 1962, with the publication of Selected Poems and her appearance in the Penguin Modern Poets Series.

She is noted for her eccentricity and mischievous humor, often involving an acerbic twist on nursery rhymes, common songs, or hymns. Force-fed with what she considered lifeless language in the New English Bible, she often aimed satirical barbs at religion. Smith won the Queen’s Gold Medal for poetry in 1969, two years before her death. She published three novels in addition to her eight volumes of poetry.

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Poems By Stevie Smith

Miscellaneous

Edmonton, thy cemetery (No Comments »)
Exeat (No Comments »)

A Good Time Was Had By All

Alone In The Woods (No Comments »)
Bag-Snatching In Dublin (No Comments »)
Freddy (No Comments »)
I Do Not Speak (No Comments »)
Never Again (No Comments »)
Sunt Leones (No Comments »)
The Reason (No Comments »)

Harold's Leap

Deeply Morbid (No Comments »)
Drugs Made Pauline Vague (No Comments »)
Our Bog Is Dood (No Comments »)
Pad, Pad (No Comments »)

Mother, What is Man?

Autumn (No Comments »)
Conviction (i) (No Comments »)
Conviction (ii) (No Comments »)
Conviction (iii) (No Comments »)
Conviction (iv) (No Comments »)
Happiness (No Comments »)
In The Night (No Comments »)
My Heart Was Full (No Comments »)
The Pleasures Of Friendship (No Comments »)

Not Waving But Drowning

Away, Melancholy (No Comments »)
I Remember (No Comments »)
My Heart Goes Out (No Comments »)
Not Waving But Drowning (No Comments »)
The Jungle Husband (No Comments »)

Poems

Tenuous And Precarious (No Comments »)

Poetry An Introduction

Mother, Among The Dustbins (No Comments »)

Scorpion And Other Poems

Nor We Of Her To Him (No Comments »)

Tender Only To One

Infelice (No Comments »)

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