Anaphora (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...
The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that ...
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
Well,-it was two days after my husband died- Two days! And the earth still raw above him. And I was ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Four days the earth was rent and torn By bursting steel, The houses fell about us; Three nights we dared ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Kind of empty in the way it sees everything, the earth gets to its feet andsalutes the sky. More of ...
I wrung my hands under my dark veil. . . "Why are you pale, what makes you reckless?" -- Because ...
He was the sort of man who wouldn't hurt a fly. Many flies are now alive while he is not. ...
FAIR maid, you need not take the hint, Nor idle texts pursue: 'Twas guilty sinners that he meant, Not Angels ...
I GAT your letter, winsome Willie; Wi' gratefu' heart I thank you brawlie; Tho' I maun say't, I wad be ...
ASK why God made the gem so small? And why so huge the granite?- Because God meant mankind should set ...
The cypress stood up like a church That night we felt our love would hold, And saintly moonlight seemed to ...
You don't believe -- I won't attempt to make ye: You are asleep -- I won't attempt to wake ye. ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
these things that we support most well have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of ...
lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex-pug ...
first time my father overheard me listening to this bit of music he asked me, "what is it?" "it's called ...
majestic, majic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet- out the door picking a flower, ha! an old ...
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go ...
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