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As the resident artist at EcoHealth, I pen verse these days inspired by the specter of future pandemics; for my dissertation at Amerika-Institut of LMU München, where I edit a weekly circular on poetry, I'm anatomizing the prosody of E. A. Robinson's sonnets—I also teach English, tutor composition, and lead a literary circle.

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Sonnet

by Elizabeth Bishop

Caughtthe bubble
in the spirit level,
a creature divided;
and the compass needle
wobbling and wavering,
undecided.
Freedthe broken
thermometer's mercury
running away;
and the rainbow-bird
from the narrow bevel
of the empty mirror,
flying wherever
it feels like, gay!


1979

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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