Afternoon Rain In State Street Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRST UVWXXXXXXEXYZXPXA2B2 XXEXEPXXXEBZC2XD2Cross hatchings of rain against grey walls | A |
Slant lines of black rain | B |
In front of the up and down wet stone sides of buildings | C |
Below | D |
Greasy shiny black horizontal | E |
The street | F |
And over it umbrellas | G |
Black polished dots | H |
Struck to white | I |
An instant | J |
Stream in two flat lines | K |
Slipping past each other with the smoothness of oil | L |
Like a four sided wedge | M |
The Custom House Tower | N |
Pokes at the low flat sky | O |
Pushing it farther and farther up | P |
Lifting it away from the house tops | Q |
Lifting it in one piece as though it were a sheet of tin | R |
With the lever of its apex | S |
The cross hatchings of rain cut the Tower obliquely | T |
Scratching lines of black wire across it | U |
Mutilating its perpendicular grey surface | V |
With the sharp precision of tools | W |
The city is rigid with straight lines and angles | X |
A chequered table of blacks and greys | X |
Oblong blocks of flatness | X |
Crawl by with low geared engines | X |
And pass to short upright squares | X |
Shrinking with distance | X |
A steamer in the basin blows its whistle | E |
And the sound shoots across the rain hatchings | X |
A narrow level bar of steel | Y |
Hard cubes of lemon | Z |
Superimpose themselves upon the fronts of buildings | X |
As the windows light up | P |
But the lemon cubes are edged with angles | X |
Upon which they cannot impinge | A2 |
Up straight down straight square | B2 |
Crumpled grey white papers | X |
Blow along the side walks | X |
Contorted horrible | E |
Without curves | X |
A horse steps in a puddle | E |
And white glaring water spurts up | P |
In stiff outflaring lines | X |
Like the rattling stems of reeds | X |
The city is heraldic with angles | X |
A sombre escutcheon of argent and sable | E |
And countercoloured bends of rain | B |
Hung over a four square civilization | Z |
When a street lamp comes out | C2 |
I gaze at it for fully thirty seconds | X |
To rest my brain with the suffusing round brilliance of its globe | D2 |
Amy Lowell
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