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Stevie Smith

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

Pad, Pad


I always remember your beautiful flowers
And the beautiful kimono you wore
When you sat on the couch
With that tigerish crouch
And told me you loved me no more.

What I cannot remember is how I felt when you were unkind
All I know is, if you were unkind now I should not mind.
Ah me, the power to feel exaggerated, angry and sad
The years have taken from me. Softly I go now, pad pad.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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