Giant Toad (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
I am too big. Too big by far. Pity me. My eyes bulge and hurt. They are my one great ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
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