The Spirit Is Near Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDAAEAAFAAGHAIA| Wrapped in personal pity betrayer sphinx slinks | A |
| and eats he privately shuffles our motivations | A |
| I like the capability of my eyes the way they | B |
| brighten the woman on the curb by the church | C |
| She will burst alive in two minutes You cannot | D |
| believe the wind last night The things it sells | A |
| The sun buffs the surface of technology across | A |
| our city of cracks and cataracts which in turn | E |
| ignores the shoes rubbing my feet from their bones | A |
| Enter some disease where the woman sells | A |
| her tears prior to civilization That moment is now | F |
| upon the funeral pyre In the crumblings amp ramblings | A |
| of old men seated in tired t shirts on stoops | A |
| everlasting they survey remainders of wars over lived | G |
| and fat berries beyond the perimeter ripened | H |
| with blood brought back from dust fields | A |
| by worms underfoot and pregnant | I |
| We make wine to toast the cross and tender liars | A |
Amy King
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