After The Rain [for W. D. Snodgrass] Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCADBDC EFGHGHEF IJKLMNLM OPLFOPLF LLOLOLLL FLQLQLFL RSLTALTA| The barbed wire fences rust | A |
| As their cedar uprights blacken | B |
| After a night of rain | C |
| Some early innocent lust | A |
| Gets me outdoors to smell | D |
| The teasle the pelted bracken | B |
| The cold mossed over well | D |
| Rank with its iron chain | C |
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| And takes me off for a stroll | E |
| Wetness has taken over | F |
| From drain and creeper twine | G |
| It s runnelled and trenched and edged | H |
| A pebbled serpentine | G |
| Secretly as though pledged | H |
| To attain a difficult goal | E |
| And join some important river | F |
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| The air is a smear of ashes | I |
| With a cool taste of coins | J |
| Stiff among misty washes | K |
| The trees are as black as wicks | L |
| Silent detached and old | M |
| A pallor undermines | N |
| Some damp and swollen sticks | L |
| The woods are rich with mould | M |
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| How even and pure this light | O |
| All things stand on their own | P |
| Equal and shadowless | L |
| In a world gone pale and neuter | F |
| Yet riddled with fresh delight | O |
| The heart of every stone | P |
| Conceals a toad and the grass | L |
| Shines with a douse of pewter | F |
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| Somewhere a branch rustles | L |
| With the life of squirrels or birds | L |
| Some life that is quick and right | O |
| This queer delicious bareness | L |
| This plain uniform light | O |
| In which both elms and thistles | L |
| Grass boulders even words | L |
| Speak for a Spartan fairness | L |
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| Might as I think it over | F |
| Speak in a form of signs | L |
| If only one could know | Q |
| All of its hidden tricks | L |
| Saying that I must go | Q |
| With a cool taste of coins | L |
| To join some important river | F |
| Some damp and swollen Styx | L |
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| Yet what puzzles me the most | R |
| Is my unwavering taste | S |
| For these dim weathery ghosts | L |
| And how from the very first | T |
| An early innocent lust | A |
| Delighted in such wastes | L |
| Sought with a reckless thirst | T |
| A light so pure and just | A |
Anthony Evan Hecht
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