Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
This is the house of Bedlam. This is the man that lies in the house of Bedlam. This is the ...
I live only here, between your eyes and you, But I live in your world. What do I do? --Collect ...
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 ...
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
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