Intimate, Low-Voiced, Delicate Things Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

Intimate, Low-Voiced, Delicate Things

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It is marvellous to wake up together
At the same minute; marvellous to hear
The rain begin suddenly all over the roof,
To feel the air suddenly clear
As if electricity had passed through it
From a black mesh of wires in the sky.
All over the roof the rain hisses,
And below, the light falling of kisses.

An electrical storm is coming or moving away;
It is the prickling air that wakes us up.
If lighting struck the house now, it would run
From the four blue china balls on top
Down the roof and down the rods all around us,
And we imagine dreamily
How the whole house caught in a bird-cage of lightning
Would be quite delightful rather than frightening;

And from the same simplified point of view
Of night and lying flat on one's back
All things might change equally easily,
Since always to warn us there must be these black
Electrical wires dangling. Without surprise
The world might change to something quite different,
As the air changes or the lightning comes without our blinking,
Change as our kisses are changing without our thinking.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Williams 22 February 2018

Definitely a poet who treasured the varied meanings of words both vivid and soft and used them so incredibly well.

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Hans Heiner Buhr 13 March 2017

Wonderful

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Elizabeth Bishop

Elizabeth Bishop

Worcester, Massachusetts
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