Orpheus (Osbert Sitwell Poems)
WHEN Orpheus with his wind-swift fingersRipples the strings that gleam like rain,The wheeling birds fly up and sing,Hither, thither echoing;There ...
Osbert Sitwell Poems on Youth (4 Poems)
The Next War (Osbert Sitwell Poems)
The long war had ended.Its miseries had grown faded.Deaf men became difficult to talk to,Heroes became bores.Those alchemistsWho had converted ...
The Blind Pedlar (Osbert Sitwell Poems)
I STAND alone through each long dayUpon these pavers; cannot seeThe wares spread out upon this tray-For God has taken ...
This Generation (Osbert Sitwell Poems)
Their youth was fevered - passionate, quick to drainThe last few pleasures from the cup of lifeBefore they turned to ...