Poem (chicago) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKILMNAOPQRR STUVWUAXC| 'My age my beast ' Osip Mandelstam | A |
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| On the lips a taste of tolling we are blind | B |
| The light drifts like dust over faces | C |
| We wear masks on our genitals | D |
| You've heard of lighting cigarettes with banknotes we used to light ours with Jews | E |
| History is made of bricks you can't go through it | F |
| And bricks are made of bones and blood and | G |
| Bones and blood are made of little tiny circles that nothing can go through | H |
| Except a piano with rabies | I |
| Blood gushes into not from our wounds | J |
| Vietnamese Cuban African bloods | K |
| Constellations of sperm upon our bodies | I |
| Drunk as dogs before our sons | L |
| The bearded foetus lines up at the evolution trough | M |
| Swarmy bloods in the rabid piano | N |
| The air over Chicago is death's monogram | A |
| This is the Were Age rushing past | O |
| Speed men per minute | P |
| This is the species bred of death | Q |
| The manshriek of flesh | R |
| The lifeless sparks of flesh | R |
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| Covering the deep drums of vision | S |
| O new era race wars jugular lightning | T |
| Dark glance bursting from the over ripe future | U |
| Know we are not the smilelines of dreams | V |
| Nor the pores of the Invisible | W |
| Piano with rabies we are victorious over | U |
| The drum and the wind chime | A |
| We bite back a voice that might have emerged | X |
| To tame these dead bodies aid wet ashes | C |
Bill Knott
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