Requiem Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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shared all this with my own peopleA
There where misfortune had abandoned usB
C
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INSTEAD OF A PREFACEB
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During the frightening years of the Yezhov terror ID
spent seventeen months waiting in prison queues inE
Leningrad One day somehow someone 'picked me out'F
On that occasion there was a woman standing behind meG
her lips blue with cold who of course had never inE
her life heard my name Jolted out of the torporH
characteristic of all of us she said into my earI
everyone whispered there 'Could one ever describeJ
this ' And I answered 'I can ' It was then thatF
something like a smile slid across what had previouslyG
been just a faceK
The st of April in the year LeningradF
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DEDICATIONL
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Mountains fall before this griefM
A mighty river stops its flowN
But prison doors stay firmly boltedF
Shutting off the convict burrowsO
And an anguish close to deathP
Fresh winds softly blow for someoneL
Gentle sunsets warm them through we don't know thisQ
We are everywhere the same listeningR
To the scrape and turn of hateful keysS
And the heavy tread of marching soldiersT
Waking early as if for early massU
Walking through the capital run wild gone to seedF
We'd meet the dead lifeless the sunL
Lower every day the Neva mistierI
But hope still sings forever in the distanceV
The verdict Immediately a flood of tearsW
Followed by a total isolationL
As if a beating heart is painfully ripped out orI
Thumped she lies there brutally laid outF
But she still manages to walk hesitantly aloneX
Where are you my unwilling friendsY
Captives of my two satanic yearsZ
What miracle do you see in a Siberian blizzardF
What shimmering mirage around the circle of the moonA2
I send each one of you my salutation and farewellB2
MarchC2
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INTRODUCTIONL
PRELUDEF
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It happened like this when only the deadF
Were smiling glad of their releaseD2
That Leningrad hung around its prisonsE2
Like a worthless emblem flapping its pieceD2
Shrill and sharp the steam whistles sangF2
Short songs of farewellB2
To the ranks of convicted demented by sufferingR
As they in regiments walked alongG2
Stars of death stood over usB
As innocent Russia squirmedF
Under the blood spattered boots and tyresB
Of the black mariasB
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ID
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You were taken away at dawn I followed youH2
As one does when a corpse is being removedF
Children were crying in the darkened houseB
A candle flared illuminating the Mother of GodF
The cold of an icon was on your lips a death coldF
sweatF
On your brow I will never forget this I will gatherI
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To wail with the wives of the murdered streltsyB
Inconsolably beneath the Kremlin towersB
Autumn MoscowN
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IID
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Silent flows the river DonI2
A yellow moon looks quietly onI2
Swanking about with cap askewH2
It sees through the window a shadow of youH2
Gravely ill all aloneX
The moon sees a woman lying at homeJ2
Her son is in jail her husband is deadF
Say a prayer for her insteadF
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IIID
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It isn't me someone else is suffering I couldn'tF
Not like this Everything that has happenedF
Cover it with a black clothK2
Then let the torches be removedF
NightF
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IVM
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Giggling poking fun everyone's darlingR
The carefree sinner of Tsarskoye SeloB2
If only you could have foreseenL2
What life would do with youH2
That you would stand parcel in handF
Beneath the Crosses three hundredth inE
lineM2
Burning the new year's iceB
With your hot tearsB
Back and forth the prison poplar swaysB
With not a sound how many innocentF
Blameless lives are being taken awayN2
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VM
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For seventeen months I have been screamingR
Calling you homeJ2
I've thrown myself at the feet of butchersB
For you my son and my horrorI
Everything has become muddled foreverI
I can no longer distinguishO2
Who is an animal who a person and how longG2
The wait can be for an executionL
There are now only dusty flowersB
The chinking of the thuribleB2
Tracks from somewhere into nowhereI
And staring me in the faceB
And threatening me with swift annihilationL
An enormous starI
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VIM
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Weeks fly lightly by Even soN
I cannot understand what has arisenL
How my son into your prisonL
White nights stare so brilliantlyB2
Now once more they burnP2
Eyes that focus like a hawkQ2
And upon your cross the talkQ2
Is again of deathP
SpringR
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VIIM
THE VERDICTF
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The word landed with a stony thudF
Onto my still beating breastF
Nevermind I was preparedF
I will manage with the restF
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I have a lot of work to do todayN2
I need to slaughter memoryB2
Turn my living soul to stoneX
Then teach myself to live againR2
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But how The hot summer rustlesN
Like a carnival outside my windowN
I have long had this premonitionL
Of a bright day and a deserted houseN
June Summer Fontannyi DomS2
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VIIIM
TO DEATHP
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You will come anyway so why not nowT2
I wait for you things have become too hardF
I have turned out the lights and opened the doorI
For you so simple and so wonderfulB2
Assume whatever shape you wish Burst inE
Like a shell of noxious gas Creep up on meB2
Like a practised bandit with a heavy weaponL
Poison me if you want with a typhoid exhalationL
Or with a simple tale prepared by youH2
And known by all to the point of nausea take meB2
Before the commander of the blue caps and let meB2
glimpseN
The house administrator's terrified white faceN
I don't care anymore The river YeniseyN
Swirls on The Pole star blazesN
The blue sparks of those much loved eyesN
Close over and cover the final horrorI
August Fontannyi DomS2
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IXN
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Madness with its wingsN
Has covered half my soulB2
It feeds me fiery wineM2
And lures me into the abyssN
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That's when I understoodF
While listening to my alien deliriumU2
That I must hand the victoryB2
To itF
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However much I nagV2
However much I begW2
It will not let me takeX2
One single thing awayN2
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Not my son's frightening eyesN
A suffering set in stoneX
Or prison visiting hoursN
Or days that end in stormsN
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Nor the sweet coolness of a handF
The anxious shade of lime treesN
Nor the light distant soundF
Of final comforting wordsN
May Fontannyi DomS2
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XN
CRUCIFIXIONL
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Weep not for me motherI
I am alive in my graveM
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A choir of angels glorified the greatest hourI
The heavens melted into flamesN
To his father he said 'Why hast thou forsaken me '-
But to his mother 'Weep not for me '-
Fontannyi DomS2
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Magdalena smote herself and weptF
The favourite disciple turned to stoneX
But there where the mother stood silentF
Not one person dared to lookY2
TashkentF
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EPILOGUEZ2
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I have learned how faces fallB2
How terror can escape from lowered eyesN
How suffering can etch cruel pagesN
Of cuneiform like marks upon the cheeksN
I know how dark or ash blond strands of hairI
Can suddenly turn white I've learned to recogniseN
The fading smiles upon submissive lipsN
The trembling fear inside a hollow laughM
That's why I pray not for myselfM
But all of you who stood there with meB2
Through fiercest cold and scorching July heatF
Under a towering completely blind red wallB2
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The hour has come to remember the deadF
I see you I hear you I feel youH2
The one who resisted the long drag to the open windowN
The one who could no longer feel the kick of familiarI
soil beneath her feetF
The one who with a sudden flick of her head repliedF
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'I arrive here as if I've come home '-
I'd like to name you all by name but the listF
Has been removed and there is nowhere else to lookY2
SoN
I have woven you this wide shroud out of the humbleB2
wordsN
I overheard you use Everywhere forever and alwaysN
I will never forget one single thing Even in newH2
griefM
Even if they clamp shut my tormented mouthA3
Through which one hundred million people screamB3
That's how I wish them to remember me when I am deadF
On the eve of my remembrance dayN2
If someone someday in this countryB2
Decides to raise a memorial to meB2
I give my consent to this festivityB2
But only on this condition do not build itF
By the sea where I was bornC3
I have severed my last ties with the seaB2
Nor in the Tsar's Park by the hallowed stumpD3
Where an inconsolable shadow looks for meB2
Build it heB2

Anna Akhmatova



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