Marianne Moore’s Bryn Mawr Poetry

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To Come After a Sonnet

Saturday, April 3rd, 2010

“To Come After a Sonnet” A very awkward sketch, ’tis true: But since it is a sketch of you, And because I made it, too I like it here and there; –do you? In the Introduction to The Penguin Book of the Sonnet, Phillis Levin expatiates on the form and tradition of the sonnet. By […]

To My Cup-Bearer

Friday, April 2nd, 2010

“To My Cup-Bearer” A lady or a tiger-lily, Can you tell me which, I see her when I wake at night, Incanting, like a witch. Her eye is dark, her vestment rich, Embroidered with a silver stitch, A lady or a tiger lily, Slave, come tell me which? Marianne Moore’s early poem to “To My […]