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Elizabeth Bishop

Into a world inverted.
Where left is always right,
Where the shadows are really the body,
Where we stay awake all night,
Where the heavens are shallow… 21 more words

Poem

Elizabeth

“If you should dip your hand in,
your wrist would ache immediately,”

from “At the Fishhouses”, by Elizabeth Bishop

Poetry

Short story: A Case of Identity by Arthur Conan Doyle, from the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.

Poem: At the Fishhouses by Elizabeth Bishop, listened to on the Poem of the Day podcast, from March 2017. 20 more words

The Ray Bradbury Challenge

Sestina for Nostalgic Times

These are the days we tell ourselves to stay in the house.

We wish for brighter days, sunlit days, days our grandmothers

would recognize. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, 501 more words

To Rest the Tired Dead

I Am in Need of Music

I am in need of music that would flow
Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, 88 more words

Poetry

A Splash of Red

Sonnet by Elizabeth Bishop

I am in need of music that would flow

Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. 82 more words

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