Elizabeth Bishop was born 8 February 1911 and died 6 October 1979.
- The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
- One shouldn’t get too involved with people who can’t possibly understand one.
- Why shouldn’t we, so generally addicted to the gigantic, at last have some small works of art, some short poems, short pieces of music … some intimate, low-voiced, and delicate things in our mostly huge and roaring, glaring world?
- I was made at right angles to the world and I see it so. I can only see it so.
- Being a poet is one of the unhealthier jobs—no regular hours, so many temptations!
- If after I read a poem the world looks like that poem for 24 hours or so I’m sure it’s a good one—and the same goes for paintings.
- Hoping to live days of greater happiness, I forget that days of less happiness are passing by.
Elizabeth Bishop was an American poet and short-story writer. She was the Poet Laureate of the United States from 1949 to 1950, a Pulitzer Prize winner for Poetry, and a National Book Award winner. Geography III: Poems was her final book of poetry.
Source for image: By Unknown author – The Nineteen Thirty Four Vassarion. 1934. Senior Class, Vassar College. Poughkeepsie, NY. Page 48., Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=42646018
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