Stevie Smith

(20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 / Kingston upon Hull)

I Remember - Poem by Stevie Smith

It was my bridal night I remember,
An old man of seventy-three
I lay with my young bride in my arms,
A girl with t.b.
It was wartime, and overhead
The Germans were making a particularly heavy raid on Hampstead.
Harry, do they ever collide?
I do not think it has ever happened,
Oh my bride, my bride.


Comments about I Remember by Stevie Smith

  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/18/2014 12:11:00 PM)

    I'm actually perplexed by this little poem. Anybody care to clarify? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Jeff Cattle (6/9/2012 5:16:00 PM)

    Two lines appear to be missing after...Hampstead.

    What rendered the confusion worse, perversely
    Our bombers had chosen that moment to set out for Germany.

    The poem doesn't make sense without them! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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