Mr Lewis’s pictures appeared, as a very great painter said to me, to have been painted by a mailed fist in a cotton glove.
Edith Sitwell Quotes
The light is braying like an ass.
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| Birth: | 7th September, 1887 |
| Death: | 9th December, 1964 |
| Nationality: | British |
| Profession: | Poet |
About
Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell was born in Scarborough, North Yorkshire, U.K. She was a British poet and critic and the eldest of the three literary Sitwells. She published her first poem The Drowned Suns in the Daily Mirror in 1913. In 1929 she published Gold Coast Customs. Her only novel, I Live under a Black Sun, based on the life of Jonathan Swift, was published in 1937.
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