Cape Breton (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
The roaring alongside he takes for granted, and that every so often the world is bound to shake. He runs, ...
At six o'clock we were waiting for coffee, waiting for coffee and the charitable crumb that was going to be ...
The state with the prettiest name, the state that floats in brackish water, held together by mangrave roots that bear ...
The great light cage has broken up in the air, freeing, I think, about a million birds whose wild ascending ...
Still dark. The unknown bird sits on his usual branch. The little dog next door barks in his sleep inquiringly, ...
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens Each day with so much ceremony begins, with birds, with bells, with whistles from ...
He sleeps on the top of a mast. - Bunyan He sleeps on the top of a mast with his ...
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
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