Elizabeth Bishop

(8 February 1911 – 6 October 1979 / Worcester, Massachusetts)

Elizabeth Bishop Poems

1. Faustina, or Rock Roses 4/24/2015
2. View Of The Capitol From The Library Of Congress 1/3/2003
3. Lines Written In The Fannie Farmer Cookbook 1/13/2003
4. Visits To St Elizabeths 1/3/2003
5. Trouvée 1/3/2003
6. While Someone Telephones 1/3/2003
7. The Man-Moth 1/3/2003
8. Sonnet 1/3/2003
9. Cirque D'Hiver 1/13/2003
10. Manuelzinho 1/1/2004
11. Cape Breton 1/13/2003
12. Roosters 1/3/2003
13. Giant Snail 1/13/2003
14. Songs For A Colored Singer 1/3/2003
15. Suicide Of A Moderate Dictator 2/7/2012
16. Strayed Crab 1/3/2003
17. The Burglar Of Babylon 1/13/2003
18. O Breath 1/3/2003
19. Squatter's Children 1/3/2003
20. The Colder The Air 1/13/2003
21. Casabianca 1/3/2003
22. Large Bad Picture 1/3/2003
23. Arrival At Santos 1/13/2003
24. Sonnet (1979) 1/13/2003
25. To Be Written On The Mirror In Whitewash 1/3/2003
26. Giant Toad 1/13/2003
27. Little Exercise 1/13/2003
28. The Weed 1/3/2003
29. Intimate, Low-Voiced, Delicate Things 11/13/2013
30. Sonnet (1928) 1/13/2003
31. Sleeping On The Ceiling 1/3/2003
32. Song For The Rainy Season 1/3/2003
33. Seascape 1/3/2003
34. Invitation To Miss Marianne Moore 1/3/2003
35. The Unbeliever 1/3/2003
36. Chemin De Fer 1/13/2003
37. Rain Towards Morning 1/3/2003
38. At The Fishhouses 1/3/2003
39. The Imaginary Iceberg 1/13/2003
40. North Haven 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Elizabeth Bishop

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ...

Read the full of One Art

Argument

Days that cannot bring you near
or will not,
Distance trying to appear
something more obstinate,
argue argue argue with me
endlessly
neither proving you less wanted nor less dear.

Distance: Remember all that land

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