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Filling Station

(3) Base Camp

Bishop doesn't lead us too far into the woods in this poem. We're pretty stationary the whole time. As long as you're willing to dig past the first layer of grease to investigate the potential home life of this family and notice how the speaker (despite herself) seems eventually to be moved, you're going to be just fine.