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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384033" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Little Exercise</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Thomas Edwards Wanning<br> <br> <br>Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily<br>like a dog looking for a place to sleep in,<br>listen to it growling. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys<br>lying out there unresponsive to the lightning<br>in dark, coarse-fibred families, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">where occasionally a heron may undo his head,<br>shake up his feathers, make an uncertain comment<br>when the surrounding water shines. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think of the boulevard and the little palm trees<br>all stuck in rows, suddenly revealed<br>as fistfuls of limp fish-skeletons. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is raining there. The boulevard<br>and its broken sidewalks with weeds in every crack,<br>are relieved to be wet, the sea to be freshened. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the storm goes away again in a series<br>of small, badly lit battle-scenes,<br>each in "Another part of the field." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Think of someone sleeping in the bottom of a row-boat<br>tied to a mangrove root or the pile of a bridge;<br>think of him as uninjured, barely disturbed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elizabeth+Bishop">Elizabeth Bishop</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384033" data-title="Little Exercise de Elizabeth Bishop" data-description="For Thomas Edwards Wanning Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily like a dog looking for a place to sleep in, listen to it growling. Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys lying out there unresponsive to the lightning in dark, ..."></div> </div> </div>
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