Who is Elizabeth Bishop

Elizabeth Bishop (February 8, 1911 – October 6, 1979) was an American poet and short-story writer. She was Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1949 to 1950, the Pulitzer Prize winner for Poetry in 1956, the National Book Award winner in 1970, and the recipient of the Neustadt International Prize for Literature in 1976. She is considered one of the finest poets of the 20th century.

Contents Early life Elizabeth Bishop, an only child, was born in Worcester, Massachusetts, United States, to William Thomas and Gertrude May (Bulmer) Bishop. After her father, a successful builder, died when she was eight mon...
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Elizabeth Bishop Poems

  • In The Waiting Room
    In Worcester, Massachusetts,
    I went with Aunt Consuelo
    to keep her dentist's appointment
    and sat and waited for her ...
  • Lullaby For The Cat
    Minnow, go to sleep and dream,
    Close your great big eyes;
    Round your bed Events prepare
    The pleasantest surprise. ...
  • Sonnet (1928)
    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. ...
  • O Breath
    Beneath that loved   and celebrated breast,
    silent, bored really   blindly veined,
    grieves, maybe   lives and lets
    live, passes   bets, ...
  • The Fish
    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. ...
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Black 25 White 24 Water 24 Light 24 Dark 22 Green 20 Sea 19 Blue 19 Long 18 Away 18

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  • _tandia: 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. -elizabeth bishop
  • Manankapo: she listed lost door keys, misspent hours, forgotten travel plans: “none of these will bring disaster.” then... the losses mounted: my mother’s watch, three beloved houses, two cities, two rivers, a continent. “i miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster."
  • Filmanatolia: aiff welcomes "a poet's childhood - awakening to consciousness - elizabeth martina bishop" by vibhas p a kendzia, elizabeth martina bishop submit now via filmfreeway:
  • Kaeyajaksel: ohh i remember wanting to be her/elizabeth bishop/charlie barker,,, man they rocked
  • Harrywatson63: 'casabianca' by elizabeth bishop love’s the boy stood on the burning deck trying to recite “the boy stood on the burning deck.” love’s the son      stood stammering elocution      while the poor ship in flames went down...
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Baby Toes
 by Carl Sandburg

There is a blue star, Janet,
Fifteen years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.

There is a white star, Janet,
Forty years- ride from us,
If we ride a hundred miles an hour.


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