Today, I’ll post this Elizabeth Bishop poem, “At the Fishhouses,” read by Robert Pinsky. It’s longer than some I have posted, but beautifully narrative, specific, and visual–like all Elizabeth Bishop poems.
Enjoy.
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Beautiful imagery. Although I live in the mountains, this poem will keep me immersed in water today, thinking of fish, seals, stones, dark.