Sonnet (1979) Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

Sonnet (1979)

Rating: 3.2


Caught -- the bubble
in the spirit level,
a creature divided;
and the compass needle
wobbling and wavering,
undecided.
Freed -- the broken
thermometer's mercury
running away;
and the rainbow-bird
from the narrow bevel
of the empty mirror,
flying wherever
it feels like, gay!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 26 January 2019

the rainbow-bird from the narrow bevel of the empty mirror, flying wherever it feels like, gay! a very fine poem. tony

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Elizabeth Bishop

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Worcester, Massachusetts
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