A Summer’s Dream (Elizabeth Bishop Poems)
To the sagging wharffew ships could come.The population numberedtwo giants, an idiot, a dwarf,a gentle storekeeperasleep behind his counter,and our ...
To the sagging wharffew ships could come.The population numberedtwo giants, an idiot, a dwarf,a gentle storekeeperasleep behind his counter,and our ...
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Love's the boy stood on the burning deck trying to recite "The boy stood on the burning deck." Love's the ...
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
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