Elizabeth Bishop (Элизабет Бишоп)

To Be Written on the Mirror in Whitewash

I live only here, between your eyes and you, 
But I live in your world. What do I do? 
--Collect no interest--otherwise what I can; 
Above all I am not that staring man.

1. Chemin De Fer
2. Rain Towards Morning
3. Manuelzinho
4. Strayed Crab
5. The Weed

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