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    Elizabeth Bishop - Late Air

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    Elizabeth Bishop reads her poem Late Air

    Late Air
    by Elizabeth Bishop (1911-1979)

    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.