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NaPoMo QOTD Elizabeth Bishop is Yes. endofstory.

"Time to plant tears, says the almanac...
and the child draws another inscrutable house."
 - Sestina by Elizabeth Bishop* (PoLau '49-'50)

Bishop's poetry is iconic and celebrated, so I tried to find one that you probably didn't read in at least five classes. She was one of the youngest PoLaus at 38 and pretty sickly woman. Her health and writing suffered as a result of being the PoLau, but she managed to get through the year being otherwise productive. I think my favorite thing that she did was throw a 75th birthday party for Robert Frost at the White House...the year Frost would have turned 76. For. The. Win.

*From The Poets Laureate Anthology, published by W.W. Norton in association with the Library of Congress. Poem copyright Elizabeth Bishop.

Comments

I love Bishop's poetry! I like her even more than Marianne Moore, with whom I think she shares a sensibility. It's a shame more women poets don't get recognition. There are some good ones out there currently too--I'm trying to track them down and interview them. ;)
Jerusha said…
I agree! I think the lack of recognized women poets is a huge disservice to the field. I hope you can track down some and get their names out there.

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