The Lover’s Almanac 20 September – Promise – All That Is Left – verse by Stevie Smith

Dear Zazie,  Here is yesterday’s Lover’s Almanac from Mac Tag to his muse.  Follow us on twitter @cowboycoleridge.  What is all that is left that matters to you?  Rhett

The Lover’s Almanac

Dear Muse,

in the last of twilight,
by the light of the moon,
tremblin’, I follow her
into the dark corners
whither she gives me
what she will

a sad feelin’ prevails
the melancholy inseparable
from all things about to end
without possibility of return

this splendid summer
also draws to a close

I feel more gloomy
each time another
fades away,
and flies to rejoin
the others already gone,
where all thing past
lie buried

“Listen, come back tomorrow
at first light, to bid
one final goodbye;
you will find me still here.”
and I promise
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All That Is Left

To kiss her or not to kiss her
That was the question that governed
The days and shadows of the night
Kissin’ her would have changed it all

There would have been no turnin’ back
Never was a kiss more wanted
Never was a kiss more needed
Never was a kiss more deserved

Well, deserve is hard to figure
At last, a price had to be paid
For past lies told and the sold soul

For all of the lines that were blurred

For all of the lives tossed aside
There just would not have been a way
To protect her from the demons
Created by the choices made

Sure had this comin’ a long time
You know what is said ’bout payback
This is not about gettin’ mad
This is ’bout love gettin’ even

So I pay the price ever’ day
Serve my penance in solitude
Reapin’ and pickin’ what I sowed
For what is owed and what was done

All that is left, all I can do
Seekin’ solace in these letters

I write for you, and search my thoughts
For what is left of could have been

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The Song of the Day is “All That’s Left” by Wade Bowen.  We do not own the rights to this song.  All rights reserved by the rightful owner.  No copyright infringement intended.

Stevie Smith
Stevie Smith.jpg

Stevie Smith in July 1966, by Jorge (‘J.S.’) Lewinski

Today is the birthday of Florence Margaret Smith, known as Stevie Smith (Kingston upon Hull; 20 September 1902 – 7 March 1971 Ashburton, Devon); English poet and novelist.


Not Waving but Drowning (1957)

  • Oh, no no no, it was too cold always
    (Still the dead one lay moaning)
    I was much too far out all my life
    And not waving but drowning.

    • “Not Waving But Drowning”

Selected Poems (1962)

  • I wish I was more cheerful, it is more pleasant,
    Also it is a duty, we should smile as well as submitting
    To the purpose of One Above who is experimenting
    With various mixtures of human character which goes best,
    All is interesting for him it is exciting, but not for us.
    There I go again. Smile, smile, and get some work to do
    Then you will be practically unconscious without positively having to go.

    • “Thoughts about the Person from Porlock (continued)”
  • No man has seen her, this pitiful ghost,
    And no woman either, but heard her at most,
    Sighing and tapping and sighing again,
    You have weaned me too soon, you must nurse me again.

    • “The Wanderer”
  • The boat that took my love away
    He sent again to me
    To tell me that he would not sleep
    Alone beneath the sea.

    • “The Boat”
  • The flower and fruit of love are mine
    The ant, the fieldmouse and the mole

    • “The Boat”
  • Why does my Muse only speak when she is unhappy?
    She does not, I only listen when I am unhappy.

    • “My Muse”

The Best Beast (1966)

  • So I fancy my Muse says, when I wish to die,
    Oh no, Oh no, we are not yet friends enough,
    And Virtue also says:
    We are not yet friends enough.

    • “Exeat”


It was a house of female habitation,
Two ladies fair inhabited the house,
And they were brave. For although Fear knocked loud
Upon the door, and said he must come in,
They did not let him in

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One Comment on "The Lover’s Almanac 20 September – Promise – All That Is Left – verse by Stevie Smith"

  1. Jacqueline Barbour
    20/09/2016 at 5:02 pm Permalink

    Thought provoking Mac….gorgeous as always

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