This is certainly not a nice poem, though it is by one of my fav writers, Stevie Smith, (spelling and quotes as in orignal.)
Deryn Rees-Jones in her "Consorting with Angels: Essays on Modern Women Poets" says Because of its dedication to the American lady poet, and its publication date, we would not be blamed in supposing that the poem refers to Sylvia Path, who died in 1962 (...)
Pearl
To an American lady committing suicide because of not being appreciated enough
Then cried the American poet where she lay supine:
'My name is Purrel; I was caast before swine.'
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