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  1. 4 ott 2011 · Marianne Moore is a Modernist, and her poem is built on imagination and surprise, in how it moves and what it says. The old rose vines and little shoes of Guest's poem do their work efficiently ...

  2. "The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in silence, but restraint." Great. on Aug 04 2009 10:27 AM PST x edit . Marianne Moore ...

  3. See also, Sr. Therese Lentfoehr, S.D.S., Marianne Moore: A Critical Essay (New York: William B. Eerdmans / Publishers, 1969), 34; “For the silence of which he [Max Picard, author of The World of Silence] speaks is that inner silence she [Marianne] would at once recognize as her own—the deep, profound silence of the contemplative mind.” reticence, receptivity, poetic thinking, and proto ...

  4. 12 mar 2014 · The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence; not in silence, but restraint." Nor was he insincere in saying, "`Make my house your inn'." Inns are not residences. - Marianne Moore. The poem is interesting because even though we get what the father is saying in direct speech it seems more like the poet’s mockery of her father’s notion ...

  5. 13 mag 2011 · Marianne Moore 1887 (Kirkwood) – 1972 (New York City) nor the glass flowers at Harvard. by speech which has delighted them. not in silence, but restraint." Nor was he insincere in saying, "`Make my house your inn'." Inns are not residences.

  6. julio 11, 2016. En esta ocasión presentamos el poema “Silencio” de la poeta modernista norteamericana Marianne Moore (Missouri, 1887- New York, 1972). Fue merecedora del premio Pulitzer, el National Book Award, y el premio Bollingen por su Collected Poems publicado en 1951. La traducción corre a cargo de Alejandro Abogado de la Serna.

  7. Marianne Moore - Silence. My father used to say, “Superior people never make long visits, have to be shown Longfellow’s grave. nor the glass flowers at Harvard. Self reliant like the cat —. that takes its prey to privacy, the mouse’s limp tail hanging like a shoelace from its mouth —. they sometimes enjoy solitude,