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sing to me, dead poet...
dear stevie smith, I do not think
you'd let me near your kitchen sink,
yet I would clean your bedsit daily,
would you but let me hear you gaily...
Published 4th Mar 2017
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4th Mar 2017 6:00am
4th Mar 2017 4:43pm
whilst amongst the living
we like to pause and take the
occasional breath... :)
we like to pause and take the
occasional breath... :)
Admittedly....i was not familiar with Stevie Smith and so i took a few moments to discover who she was....and to read some of her poetry. And quite honestly, i am glad that i did! I discovered a poet that had a very unique style of writing that i enjoy. (Thank you.....)
my Friend, i couldn't help but smile at what you would be willing to exchange for the chance to hear Stevie recite her poetry....to let it 'sing'....to you.
....And, i would like to tell you, that i believe that you have found your true voice...your own unique style of expression that will not be forgotten......neither will you :)
my Friend, i couldn't help but smile at what you would be willing to exchange for the chance to hear Stevie recite her poetry....to let it 'sing'....to you.
....And, i would like to tell you, that i believe that you have found your true voice...your own unique style of expression that will not be forgotten......neither will you :)
4th Mar 2017 11:53pm
thank you, but if I could write a few words as well as hers, I'd die happy... :)
