Astigmatism Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CDEFGHDIJEKLMMMNBOCP K QRBLSTAU V WKXTLKTUY Z BA2KKB2C2C2AC2D2E2TU KC2 TF2LC2C2DDG2H2U I2| To Ezra Pound | A |
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| With much friendship and admiration and some differences of opinion | B |
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| The Poet took his walking stick | C |
| Of fine and polished ebony | D |
| Set in the close grained wood | E |
| Were quaint devices | F |
| Patterns in ambers | G |
| And in the clouded green of jades | H |
| The top was of smooth yellow ivory | D |
| And a tassel of tarnished gold | I |
| Hung by a faded cord from a hole | J |
| Pierced in the hard wood | E |
| Circled with silver | K |
| For years the Poet had wrought upon this cane | L |
| His wealth had gone to enrich it | M |
| His experiences to pattern it | M |
| His labour to fashion and burnish it | M |
| To him it was perfect | N |
| A work of art and a weapon | B |
| A delight and a defence | O |
| The Poet took his walking stick | C |
| And walked abroad | P |
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| Peace be with you Brother | K |
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| The Poet came to a meadow | Q |
| Sifted through the grass were daisies | R |
| Open mouthed wondering they gazed at the sun | B |
| The Poet struck them with his cane | L |
| The little heads flew off and they lay | S |
| Dying open mouthed and wondering | T |
| On the hard ground | A |
| They are useless They are not roses said the Poet | U |
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| Peace be with you Brother Go your ways | V |
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| The Poet came to a stream | W |
| Purple and blue flags waded in the water | K |
| In among them hopped the speckled frogs | X |
| The wind slid through them rustling | T |
| The Poet lifted his cane | L |
| And the iris heads fell into the water | K |
| They floated away torn and drowning | T |
| Wretched flowers said the Poet | U |
| They are not roses | Y |
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| Peace be with you Brother It is your affair | Z |
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| The Poet came to a garden | B |
| Dahlias ripened against a wall | A2 |
| Gillyflowers stood up bravely for all their short stature | K |
| And a trumpet vine covered an arbour | K |
| With the red and gold of its blossoms | B2 |
| Red and gold like the brass notes of trumpets | C2 |
| The Poet knocked off the stiff heads of the dahlias | C2 |
| And his cane lopped the gillyflowers at the ground | A |
| Then he severed the trumpet blossoms from their stems | C2 |
| Red and gold they lay scattered | D2 |
| Red and gold as on a battle field | E2 |
| Red and gold prone and dying | T |
| They were not roses said the Poet | U |
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| Peace be with you Brother | K |
| But behind you is destruction and waste places | C2 |
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| The Poet came home at evening | T |
| And in the candle light | F2 |
| He wiped and polished his cane | L |
| The orange candle flame leaped in the yellow ambers | C2 |
| And made the jades undulate like green pools | C2 |
| It played along the bright ebony | D |
| And glowed in the top of cream coloured ivory | D |
| But these things were dead | G2 |
| Only the candle light made them seem to move | H2 |
| It is a pity there were no roses said the Poet | U |
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| Peace be with you Brother You have chosen your part | I2 |
Amy Lowell
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