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Nick Laird Reads Elizabeth Bishop

The New Yorker: Poetry

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The Bus's Hot Hood

Bishop's point of view seems to change a little bit here and there. It is almost as if we're back out there with the must could that be right? She regards us amicably, this amicable regard which you always feel in bishop. Thire's something being looked at very closely. But finally, amicable. Awful, but cheerful, as she says at the end of one of the poems.

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