Charlotte Mew, an imp with brains but a forgotten poet.

Illustration: Ellie Foreman- Peck

Illustration: Ellie Foreman- Peck

Mew was certainly doll-like in stature: she wore size-two boots, which she bought at F Pinet in Mayfair. Born in 1869 into a genteel, middle-class, Victorian family and with a domineering mother insistent on keeping up appearances at any cost, Mew was – on the face of it, at least – surprisingly unrepressed. She went where she wanted, unchaperoned, and smoked her own hand-rolled cigarettes.

Source: Julia Copus in The New Statesman.