Poem by Elizabeth Bishop

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. Manuelzinho
2. Chemin De Fer
3. The Weed
4. Seascape
5. North Haven

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