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Rain Towards Morning

Written by: Elizabeth Bishop | Biography
 | Quotes (9) |
 The great light cage has broken up in the air, 
freeing, I think, about a million birds 
whose wild ascending shadows will not be back, 
and all the wires come falling down.
No cage, no frightening birds; the rain is brightening now.
The face is pale that tried the puzzle of their prison and solved it with an unexpected kiss, whose freckled unsuspected hands alit.

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