Elizabeth Bishop

(8 February 1911 – 6 October 1979 / Worcester, Massachusetts)

Song For The Rainy Season

Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

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.


Comments about Song For The Rainy Season by Elizabeth Bishop

  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (1/25/2020 11:39:00 PM)

    five times- always five-
    he stamps and takes off
    after the fat frogs that,
    shrilling for love, ........../// beautiful poetic expression on the rainy season(Report)Reply

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  • Kingsley EgbukoleKingsley Egbukole (1/25/2020 10:00:00 PM)

    Nicely crafted, interesting reading(Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (1/25/2020 12:41:00 PM)

    White dew! !
    In a dim age;
    Muse of the season!
    Rain.


    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.(Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (1/25/2020 5:35:00 AM)

    Watching rain from open house motivates mind. This poem is definitely very interestingly penned. An interesting sharing is done really.(Report)Reply

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (9/21/2019 4:26:00 AM)

    At night, on the roof,
    blind drops crawl
    and the ordinary brown
    owl gives us proof
    he can count: beautiful poetic description. tony(Report)Reply

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (5/13/2014 12:43:00 PM)

    Nicely captured theme love it(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003