Sonnet | A poem by Elizabeth Bishop, 1928
Fairfield Porter, Sun and Sea, 1975 I am in need of music that would flowOver my fretful, feeling finger-tips,Over my...
Fairfield Porter, Sun and Sea, 1975 I am in need of music that would flowOver my fretful, feeling finger-tips,Over my...
Elizabeth Bishop and her mother Gertrude, 1915-16 ''If after I read a poem the world looks like that poem for...
Boris Smirnov-Rusetsky, Forest Silhouettes, 1964 “Small and silvery, their voices echoed in the cold countryside.“ Elizabeth Bishop, The Farmer’s Children,...
The moon in the bureau mirror looks out a million miles (and perhaps with pride, at herself, but she never,...
Louise Crane, Elizabeth Bishop and her cat, 1938 The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem...