I Hang Limp On The Creator's Pen Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDECFG HIJI KLMNL BA

I hang limp on the Creator's penA
Like a large drop of lilac gloss paintB
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Underneath are dykes' secrets the airC
From the railways is sodden and stickyD
Of the fumes of coal and night fires reekingE
But the moment night kills sunset's glareC
It turns pink itself tinged with far flaresF
And the fence stands stiff paradox strickenG
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It keeps muttering stop it till dawnH
Let the dry whiting finally settleI
Hard as nails is the worm eaten groundJ
And the echo's as keen as a skittleI
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Warm spring wind spots of cheviot and mudK
Early naileries' hoots farawayL
On the grater of cobble stones roadM
As on radishes lavishly sprayedN
Tears stand out clearly at break of dayL
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Like an acrid drop of thick lead paintB
I hang on to the Creator's penA

Boris Pasternak



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