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 ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk ...
Hidden, oh hidden in the high fog the house we live in, beneath the magnetic rock, rain-, rainbow-ridden, where blood-black ...
For John Malcolm Brinnin and Bill Read: Duxbury It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk ...
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say where you are going and what you are doing; ...
He sleeps on the top of a mast. - Bunyan He sleeps on the top of a mast with his ...
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
The moon in the bureau mirror looks out a million miles (and perhaps with pride, at herself, but she never, ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
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