Towards Morning Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST UVWXY

What do I care about the swift newspaper boysA
The approach of the late auto beasts does not frighten meB
I rest on my moving legsC
My face is wet with rainD
Green remains of the nightE
Stick to my eyesF
That's the way I like itG
Even as the sharp secretH
Drops of water crack on thousands of wallsI
Plop from thousands of roofsJ
Hop along shining streetsK
And all the sullen housesL
Listen to theirM
Eternal songN
Close behind me the burning night is ruinedO
Its smelly corpse burdens my backP
But above me I feel the rushingQ
Cool heavenR
Behold I am in front of aS
Streaming churchT
Large and quiet it takes me inU
Here I shall stay for a whileV
Immersed in its dreamsW
Dreams out of grayX
Silk that does not shimmerY

Alfred Lichtenstein



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