[Stylist] a poem

[Ann Chiappetta]

Behind Stowe

 

 

Elizabeth Bishop 

 

 

I heard an elf go whistling by, 

A whistle sleek as moonlit grass, 

That drew me like a silver string 

To where the dusty, pale moths fly, 

And make a magic as they pass; 

And there I heard a cricket sing.

His singing echoed through and through 

The dark under a windy tree 

Where glinted little insects' wings. 

His singing split the sky in two. 

The halves fell either side of me, 

And I stood straight, bright with moon-rings.

 

 

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on January 21,
2023, by the Academy of American Poets.

 

Elizabeth Bishop was born on February 8, 1911, in Worcester, Massachusetts.
She was the author of many collections, including Poems: North & South-A
Cold Spring (Houghton Mifflin, 1955) and The Complete Poems (Farrar, Straus
and Giroux, 1969), winners of the 1956 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry and the 1970
National Book Award in Poetry, respectively. She died on October 6, 1979.

 

 

 

 

Ann M. Chiappetta, M.S.

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