Friday, January 3, 2003

Sandpiper Comments

Rating: 3.4

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,
in a state of controlled panic, a student of Blake.


Elizabeth Bishop
April G 08 December 2017

Elliot C brought me here!

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A very delightful piece of Elizabeth Bishop. A masterpiece

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Michael Morgan 27 February 2015

Thank God for Elizabeth Bishop. One of his more amusing creations.

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