In a seminar on modern women's poetry
(Fall Term, 1970) we felt it would be
Appropriate, or at least fun,
To summon up the ghosts of
Emily Dickinson and Stevie Smith.
Miss Dickinson sent a polite note
That she didn't feel she was modern
And was uncertain whether a ghost
Could rightly claim to be something
So intrinsically living as a woman.
The wry ghost of Stevie Smith
Answered a few questions before
The indignant poet came to collect
Telling us her death wasn't scheduled
Until some time in 1971.
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