Elizabeth Bishop (Элизабет Бишоп)

Sonnet (Caught - the bubble)

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!

1. O Breath
2. The Monument
3. Cirque D’Hiver
4. Visits to St. Elizabeths
5. The Moose

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