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Elizabeth Bishop. 1911 –. 1979. I caught a tremendous fish. and held him beside the boat. half out of water, with my hook. fast in a corner of his mouth. He didn’t fight. He hadn’t fought at all.
down by one of the fishhouses. an old man sits netting, his net, in the gloaming almost invisible, a dark purple-brown, and his shuttle worn and polished. The air smells so strong of codfish. it makes one's nose run and one's eyes water. The five fishhouses have steeply peaked roofs.
Elizabeth Bishop. 1911 –. 1979. In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo. to keep her dentist's appointment. and sat and waited for her. in the dentist's waiting room. It was winter.
The Moose. Elizabeth Bishop. 1911 –. 1979. For Grace Bulmer Bowers. From narrow provinces. of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides. where the bay leaves the sea.
The technical brilliance and formal variety of Elizabeth Bishop's work—rife with precise and true-to-life images—helped establish her as a major force in contemporary literature.
Behind Stowe. And there I heard a cricket sing. Where glinted little insects’ wings. His singing split the sky in two. And I stood straight, bright with moon-rings. This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on January 21, 2023, by the Academy of American Poets.
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in a corner of his mouth. He didn’t fight. He hadn’t fought at all. He hung a grunting weight, battered and venerable and homely.
The Armadillo. Load audio player. Elizabeth Bishop. 1911 –. 1979. For Robert Lowell. This is the time of year. when almost every night. the frail, illegal fire balloons appear.
Elizabeth Bishop - The technical brilliance and formal variety of Elizabeth Bishop's work—rife with precise and true-to-life images—helped establish her as a major force in contemporary literature.
Elizabeth Bishop. 1911 –. 1979. Oh, but it is dirty! —this little filling station, oil-soaked, oil-permeated. to a disturbing, over-all. black translucency. Be careful with that match!