Elizabeth Bishop

Worcester, Massachusetts
Elizabeth Bishop
Worcester, Massachusetts
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Song For The Rainy Season

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Hidden, oh hidden
in the high fog
the house we live in,
beneath the magnetic rock,
rain-, rainbow-ridden,
where blood-black
bromelias, lichens,
owls, and the lint
of the waterfalls cling,
familiar, unbidden.

In a dim age
of water
the brook sings loud
from a rib cage
of giant fern; vapor
climbs up the thick growth
effortlessly, turns back,
holding them both,
house and rock,
in a private cloud.

At night, on the roof,
blind drops crawl
and the ordinary brown
owl gives us proof
he can count:
five times--always five--
he stamps and takes off
after the fat frogs that,
shrilling for love,
clamber and mount.

House, open house
to the white dew
and the milk-white sunrise
kind to the eyes,
to membership
of silver fish, mouse,
bookworms,
big moths; with a wall
for the mildew's
ignorant map;

darkened and tarnished
by the warm touch
of the warm breath,
maculate, cherished;
rejoice! For a later
era will differ.
(O difference that kills
or intimidates, much
of all our small shadowy
life!) Without water

the great rock will stare
unmagnetized, bare,
no longer wearing
rainbows or rain,
the forgiving air
and the high fog gone;
the owls will move on
and the several
waterfalls shrivel
in the steady sun.
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COMMENTS
Mahtab Bangalee 25 January 2020
five times- always five- he stamps and takes off after the fat frogs that, shrilling for love, ........../// beautiful poetic expression on the rainy season
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Kingsley Egbukole 25 January 2020
Nicely crafted, interesting reading
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Edward Kofi Louis 25 January 2020
White dew! ! In a dim age; Muse of the season! Rain. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 25 January 2020
Watching rain from open house motivates mind. This poem is definitely very interestingly penned. An interesting sharing is done really.
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Dr Antony Theodore 21 September 2019
At night, on the roof, blind drops crawl and the ordinary brown owl gives us proof he can count: beautiful poetic description. tony
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Brian Jani 13 May 2014
Nicely captured theme love it
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