Sandra McPherson: For Elizabeth Bishop
The child I left your class to have Later had a habit of sleeping With her arms around a globeShe’d unscrewed, dropped, and dented.I always felt she could possess it, The pink countries and the … Continue reading
February 25, 2019 · Leave a comment
Joan E. Bauer: Lowell & Bishop — Letters from the Road
The robins are shrieking as they do before a storm she wrote Lowell who wanted to marry her, but she knew better. Come to Yaddo, he wrote. There’s a … Continue reading
April 5, 2017 · 4 Comments
