The Wind(four Fragments Concerning Blok) Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDE FGDD HIJD KDLD MDND OPMQ RSBT DUVW XYZY A2DB2C2 D2E2 F2XJY G2H2DDDDI2 JYXY IRDR JIJJ2 DDDK2 JVJV L2M2L2N2 DDDD

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Who ll be honoured and praisedB
who ll be dead and abusedC
that s only known these daysD
to power s sycophantic crewE
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To honour Pushkin or notF
perhaps no one would knowG
were it not for their dissertationsD
that shed light on our darkness soD
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But Blok happily isn t like thatH
his case is a different oneI
He didn t come down from SinaiJ
or adopt us as his sonsD
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Eternal owned by no programmeK
beyond systems and schoolsD
he s not been manufacturedL
or thrust down our throats by foolsD
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As the wind like the wind Like the windM
that shrieked on the estate in those daysD
when Fil ka the postilion still gallopedN
at the head of a team of six baysD
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And grandfather was still aliveO
crystal pure Jacobin radical soulP
his gusty grandson close behindM
by a fingerbreadth and as boldQ
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That wind that penetratedR
under his ribs into his spiritS
entered his verse and was praisedB
in good times and in evilT
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That wind s everywhere The houseD
trees country and rainU
in his third book of poetryV
in The Twelve in death the sameW
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Wide wide wideX
river and field stretch awayY
It s haymaking timeZ
it s communal work todayY
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And the mowers at the bendA2
have no time to stand and gazeD
The mowing made Blok wildB2
the young squire grasped a scytheC2
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missed a hedgehog at a swipeD2
then two adders were slicedE2
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But his lessons weren t completeF2
You idler you slacker they criedX
Ah childhood Ah school so dryJ
Oh the songs of the makers of hayY
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At twilight clouds from the eastG2
north and south are overcastH2
Wind unseasonable and fierceD
suddenly blows in and hacksD
at mower s scythes at the reedsD
hacks at the prickly copseD
where the river bends runs deepI2
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Ah childhood Ah school so dryJ
Oh the songs of the makers of hayY
Wide wide wideX
river and field stretch awayY
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The horizon s sinister suddenI
and dawn is streaked with bloodR
like unhealed lacerationsD
on a reaper s legs dark bloodR
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No counting the gaps in the skyJ
tempests and storms the omenI
and the air of the marsh is highJ
with water that s rust and ironJ2
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Over woods gullies and roadsD
over villages and farmsD
the lightning in the cloudsD
prophesies earth s harmK2
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When the rim of the city skyJ
is purple like that and rustyV
the State s shaken by and byJ
a hurricane strikes our countryV
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Blok read the writing aboveL2
To him the heavens were setM2
on foul weather presages ofL2
whirlwind cyclone tempestN2
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Blok foresaw that storm and stressD
It etched with its fiery featuresD
fear and longing for that excessD
on his life and his versesD

Boris Pasternak



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