Kaddish, Part I Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFCFFGHCDFIJKLMD NFOPFQRDSTCUCDDQVWTU IXYAZIA2FB2VC2QD2E2C 2C2A2F2TC2C2PDDDZC2F C2LG2H2QDDC2VZFC2QCI 2ZJ2C2TA2ZQDC2DDK2VT DL2DTC2C2C2CDDZDVDIF C2C2M2IC2N2DC2O2P2 H2FFC2DB2PC2IJQ2LCVStrange now to think of you gone without corsets eyes while I walk on | A |
the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village | B |
downtown Manhattan clear winter noon and I've been up all night talking | C |
talking reading the Kaddish aloud listening to Ray Charles blues | D |
shout blind on the phonograph | E |
the rhythm the rhythm and your memory in my head three years after | F |
And read Adonais' last triumphant stanzas aloud wept realizing | C |
how we suffer | F |
And how Death is that remedy all singers dream of sing remember | F |
prophesy as in the Hebrew Anthem or the Buddhist Book of An | G |
swers and my own imagination of a withered leaf at dawn | H |
Dreaming back thru life Your time and mine accelerating toward Apoca | C |
lypse | D |
the final moment the flower burning in the Day and what comes after | F |
looking back on the mind itself that saw an American city | I |
a flash away and the great dream of Me or China or you and a phantom | J |
Russia or a crumpled bed that never existed | K |
like a poem in the dark escaped back to Oblivion | L |
No more to say and nothing to weep for but the Beings in the Dream | M |
trapped in its disappearance | D |
sighing screaming with it buying and selling pieces of phantom worship | N |
ping each other | F |
worshipping the God included in it all longing or inevitability while it | O |
lasts a Vision anything more | P |
It leaps about me as I go out and walk the street look back over my shoulder | F |
Seventh Avenue the battlements of window office buildings shoul | Q |
dering each other high under a cloud tall as the sky an instant and | R |
the sky above an old blue place | D |
or down the Avenue to the south to as I walk toward the Lower East Side | S |
where you walked years ago little girl from Russia eating the | T |
first poisonous tomatoes of America frightened on the dock | C |
then struggling in the crowds of Orchard Street toward what toward | U |
Newark | C |
toward candy store first home made sodas of the century hand churned ice | D |
cream in backroom on musty brownfloor boards | D |
Toward education marriage nervous breakdown operation teaching school | Q |
and learning to be mad in a dream what is this life | V |
Toward the Key in the window and the great Key lays its head of light | W |
on top of Manhattan and over the floor and lays down on the | T |
sidewalk in a single vast beam moving as I walk down First toward | U |
the Yiddish Theater and the place of poverty | I |
you knew and I know but without caring now Strange to have moved | X |
thru Paterson and the West and Europe and here again | Y |
with the cries of Spaniards now in the doorstops doors and dark boys on | A |
the street firs escapes old as you | Z |
Tho you're not old now that's left here with me | I |
Myself anyhow maybe as old as the universe and I guess that dies with | A2 |
us enough to cancel all that comes What came is gone forever | F |
every time | B2 |
That's good That leaves it open for no regret no fear radiators lacklove | V |
torture even toothache in the end | C2 |
Though while it comes it is a lion that eats the soul and the lamb the soul | Q |
in us alas offering itself in sacrifice to change's fierce hunger hair | D2 |
and teeth and the roar of bonepain skull bare break rib rot skin | E2 |
braintricked Implacability | C2 |
Ai ai we do worse We are in a fix And you're out Death let you out | C2 |
Death had the Mercy you're done with your century done with | A2 |
God done with the path thru it Done with yourself at last Pure | F2 |
Back to the Babe dark before your Father before us all before the | T |
world | C2 |
There rest No more suffering for you I know where you've gone it's good | C2 |
No more flowers in the summer fields of New York no joy now no more | P |
fear of Louis | D |
and no more of his sweetness and glasses his high school decades debts | D |
loves frightened telephone calls conception beds relatives hands | D |
No more of sister Elanor she gone before you we kept it secret you | Z |
killed her or she killed herself to bear with you an arthritic heart | C2 |
But Death's killed you both No matter | F |
Nor your memory of your mother tears in silent movies weeks and | C2 |
weeks forgetting agrieve watching Marie Dressler address human | L |
ity Chaplin dance in youth | G2 |
or Boris Godunov Chaliapin's at the Met halling his voice of a weeping Czar | H2 |
by standing room with Elanor Max watching also the Capital | Q |
ists take seats in Orchestra white furs diamonds | D |
with the YPSL's hitch hiking thru Pennsylvania in black baggy gym skirts | D |
pants photograph of girls holding each other round the waste and | C2 |
laughing eye too coy virginal solitude of | V |
all girls grown old or dead now and that long hair in the grave lucky to | Z |
have husbands later | F |
You made it I came too Eugene my brother before still grieving now and | C2 |
will gream on to his last stiff hand as he goes thru his cancer or kill | Q |
later perhaps soon he will think | C |
And it's the last moment I remember which I see them all thru myself now | I2 |
tho not you | Z |
I didn't foresee what you felt what more hideous gape of bad mouth came | J2 |
first to you and were you prepared | C2 |
To go where In that Dark that in that God a radiance A Lord in the | T |
Void Like an eye in the black cloud in a dream Adonoi at last with | A2 |
you | Z |
Beyond my remembrance Incapable to guess Not merely the yellow skull | Q |
in the grave or a box of worm dust and a stained ribbon Deaths | D |
head with Halo can you believe it | C2 |
Is it only the sun that shines once for the mind only the flash of existence | D |
than none ever was | D |
Nothing beyond what we have what you had that so pitiful yet Tri | K2 |
umph | V |
to have been here and changed like a tree broken or flower fed to the | T |
ground but made with its petals colored thinking Great Universe | D |
shaken cut in the head leaf stript hid in an egg crate hospital cloth | L2 |
wrapped sore freaked in the moon brain Naughtless | D |
No flower like that flower which knew itself in the garden and fought the | T |
knife lost | C2 |
Cut down by an idiot Snowman's icy even in the Spring strange ghost | C2 |
thought some Death Sharp icicle in his hand crowned with old | C2 |
roses a dog for his eyes cock of a sweatshop heart of electric | C |
irons | D |
All the accumulations of life that wear us out clocks bodies consciousness | D |
shoes breasts begotten sons your Communism 'Paranoia' into | Z |
hospitals | D |
You once kicked Elanor in the leg she died of heart failure later You of | V |
stroke Asleep within a year the two of you sisters in death Is | D |
Elanor happy | I |
Max grieves alive in an office on Lower Broadway lone large mustache over | F |
midnight Accountings not sure His life passes as he sees and | C2 |
what does he doubt now Still dream of making money or that might | C2 |
have made money hired nurse had children found even your Im | M2 |
mortality Naomi | I |
I'll see him soon Now I've got to cut through to talk to you as I didn't | C2 |
when you had a mouth | N2 |
Forever And we're bound for that Forever like Emily Dickinson's horses | D |
headed to the End | C2 |
They know the way These Steeds run faster than we think it's our own | O2 |
life they cross and take with them | P2 |
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Magnificent mourned no more marred of heart mind behind mar | H2 |
ried dreamed mortal changed Ass and face done with murder | F |
In the world given flower maddened made no Utopia shut under | F |
pine almed in Earth blamed in Lone Jehovah accept | C2 |
Nameless One Faced Forever beyond me beginningless endless | D |
Father in death Tho I am not there for this Prophecy I am unmarried I'm | B2 |
hymnless I'm Heavenless headless in blisshood I would still adore | P |
Thee Heaven after Death only One blessed in Nothingness not | C2 |
light or darkness Dayless Eternity | I |
Take this this Psalm from me burst from my hand in a day some | J |
of my Time now given to Nothing to praise Thee But Death | Q2 |
This is the end the redemption from Wilderness way for the Won | L |
derer House sought for All black handkerchief washed clean by weeping | C |
page beyond Psalm Last change of mine and Naomi to God's perfe | V |
Allen Ginsberg
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