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Rain Towards Morning

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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Poem Rain Towards Morning - Elizabeth Bishop