My Heart Was Full by Stevie Smith
My Heart Was Full
Stevie SmithMy heart was full of softening showers,
I used to swing like this for hours,
I did not care for war or death,
I was glad to draw my breath.
MARGINALIA
I dreamt of you last night. That hasn’t happened in awhile. I didn’t want to wake up.
ABOUT STEVIE SMITH
Florence Margaret “Stevie” Smith was born on September 20, 1902, in Yorkshire, England. She began as a secretary with the magazine publisher George Newnes and went on to be the private secretary to Sir Nevill Pearson and Sir Frank Newnes. She began writing poetry in her twenties while working at George Newnes. Her first book, Novel on Yellow Paper, or Work It Out for Yourself (J. Cape) was published in 1936 and drew heavily on her own life experience, examining the unrest in… (more)
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