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Elizabeth Bishop - Coggle Diagram
Elizabeth Bishop
Filling Station
Oh, but it is dirty
Greasy sons
a dirty dog, quite comfy
big dim doily
Embroidered in daisy stitch
Somebody loves us all
oil-soaked, oil-permeated
Be careful with that match
Why, oh why the doily?
The Prodigal
the sow that always ate her young
he hid pints behind the two by fours
the sunrise glazed the barnyard mud with red
But evenings the first star came to warn
The lantern...laid on the mud a pacing aureole
But it took him a long time / finally to make up his mind to go home
But
Glass-smooth dung
Shuddering insights
The Fish
I caught a tremendous fish
his brown skin hung in strips like ancient wallpaper
I looked into his eyes
rainbow, rainbow, rainbow
Like medals with their ribbons
And I let the fish go
victory filled up / the little rented boat
he didn't fight
Sestina
September rain falls on the house.
the child draws another inscrutable house
Laughing and talking to hide her tears
time to plants tears, says the almanac