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Elizabeth Bishop Short Stories

Here are the top Elizabeth Bishop short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts on Commaful, including topics like "poetry", "poem", and more.
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The Bight by Elizabeth Bis...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
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[On my birthday] At low tide like this how sheer the water is.

Manners by Elizabeth Bisho...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
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For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me

The Fish by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
37
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I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat

Sonnet (1928) by Elizabeth...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
18
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I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,

In The Waiting Room by Eli...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
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In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo

Conversation by Elizabeth ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
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The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions.

Cape Breton by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
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Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand

Squatter's Children by Eli...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
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On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy,

Argument by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
45
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Days that cannot bring you near or will not,

Letter To N.Y. by Elizabet...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
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For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say

Arrival At Santos by Eliza...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
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1
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery:

Strayed Crab by Elizabeth ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
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1
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere.

North Haven by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
25
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1
I can make out the rigging of a schooner a mile off; I can count

Invitation To Miss Mariann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
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From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying.

Sonnet (1979) by Elizabeth...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
34
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1
Caught -- the bubble in the spirit level,

Cirque D'Hiver by Elizabet...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
27
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Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back.

To Be Written On The Mirro...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
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1
I live only here, between your eyes and you, But I live in your world. What do I do?

The Shampoo by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
38
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1
The still explosions on the rocks, the lichens, grow

Insomnia by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
25
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The moon in the bureau mirror looks out a million miles

Giant Snail by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
24
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1
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk and feed. My body--foot,

The Bight by Elizabeth Bis...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
48
0
1
[On my birthday] At low tide like this how sheer the water is.

Manners by Elizabeth Bisho...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
64
0
0
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me

The Fish by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
37
0
0
I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat

Sonnet (1928) by Elizabeth...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
18
0
1
I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips,

In The Waiting Room by Eli...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
0
0
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo

Conversation by Elizabeth ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
0
0
The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions.

Cape Breton by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
0
0
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand

Squatter's Children by Eli...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
21
0
1
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy,

Argument by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
45
1
1
Days that cannot bring you near or will not,

Letter To N.Y. by Elizabet...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
0
0
For Louise Crane In your next letter I wish you'd say

Arrival At Santos by Eliza...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
0
1
Here is a coast; here is a harbor; here, after a meager diet of horizon, is some scenery:

Strayed Crab by Elizabeth ...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
0
1
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere.

North Haven by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
25
0
1
I can make out the rigging of a schooner a mile off; I can count

Invitation To Miss Mariann...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
26
0
0
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying.

Sonnet (1979) by Elizabeth...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
34
0
1
Caught -- the bubble in the spirit level,

Cirque D'Hiver by Elizabet...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
27
0
0
Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back.

To Be Written On The Mirro...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
35
0
1
I live only here, between your eyes and you, But I live in your world. What do I do?

The Shampoo by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
38
0
1
The still explosions on the rocks, the lichens, grow

Insomnia by Elizabeth Bish...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
25
0
0
The moon in the bureau mirror looks out a million miles

Giant Snail by Elizabeth B...
classicpoet Gifted Writer
2 years ago
24
0
1
The rain has stopped. The waterfall will roar like that all night. I have come out to take a walk and feed. My body--foot,