Late Air

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From a magician's midnight sleeve

the radio-singers

distribute all their love-songs

over the dew-wet lawns. 

And like a fortune-teller's

their marrow-piercing guesses are whatever you believe.

But on the Navy Yard aerial I find

better witnesses

for love on summer nights.

Five remote red lights 

keep their nests there; Phoenixes

burning quietly, where the dew cannot climb.

--Elizabeth Bishop

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[joseishijin.livejournal.com]

Love, love, love Elizabeth Bishop! Thanks for posting this...