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| 61. | the Noster was a ship of swank... (8) by E. E. Cummings> | | the Noster was a ship of swank
(as gallant as they come)
until she hit a mine and sank
just off the coast of Sum
precisely where a craft of cost... |
| 62. | Love Lies Sleeping by Elizabeth Bishop> | | Earliest morning, switching all the tracks
that cross the sky from cinder star to star,
coupling the ends of streets
to trains of ... |
| 63. | The Map by Elizabeth Bishop> | | Land lies in water; it is shadowed green.
Shadows, or are they shallows, at its edges
showing the line of long sea-weeded ledges
where weeds hang t... |
| 64. | The Shampoo by Elizabeth Bishop> | | The still explosions on the rocks,
the lichens, grow
by spreading, gray, concentric shocks.
They have arranged
to meet the rings around the moon, ... |
| 65. | Anaphora by Elizabeth Bishop> | | In memory of Marjorie Carr Stevens
Each day with so much ceremony
begins, with birds, with bells,
with whistles from a factory;
such white-gol... |
| 66. | Five Flights Up by Elizabeth Bishop> | | Still dark.
The unknown bird sits on his usual branch.
The little dog next door barks in his sleep
inquiringly, just once.
Perhaps in his sleep, t... |
| 67. | Poem by Elizabeth Bishop> | | About the size of an old-style dollar bill,
American or Canadian,
mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays
--this little painting (a sk... |
| 69. | Sandpiper by Elizabeth Bishop> | | The roaring alongside he takes for granted,
and that every so often the world is bound to shake.
He runs, he runs to the south, finical, awkward,
i... |
| 70. | Large Bad Picture by Elizabeth Bishop> | | Remembering the Strait of Belle Isle or
some northerly harbor of Labrador,
before he became a schoolteacher
a great-uncle painted a big picture.
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