Your Picture Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGH IJIK CLCL MNMN OPJP QORJ STUT VWXN| It's with your laughing picture that I'm living now | A |
| You whose wrists are so slender and crackle at the joints | B |
| You who wring your hands yet are unwilling to go | C |
| You whose guests stay for hours sharing sadness and joys | D |
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| You who'll run from the cards and Rakoczy bravura | E |
| From the glass of the drawing room and from the guests | F |
| To the keyboard on fire unable to endure | G |
| Bones and roses and dice and rosettes and the rest | H |
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| You will fluff up your hair and a reckless tea rose | I |
| Smelling of cigarettes pin to your bright red sash | J |
| And then waltz to your glory your sadness and woes | I |
| Tossing off like a scarf beaming breathless and flushed | K |
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| You will crumple the skin of an orange and swallow | C |
| Cooling morsels again and again in your haste | L |
| To return to the hall to the whirling and mellow | C |
| Lights and air with the sweet sweat of fresh waltzes laced | L |
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| Defying steam and scorching breath | M |
| The way a whirlwind dies | N |
| The way a murid faces death | M |
| With wide unflinching eyes | N |
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| Know all not mountains' noise and hush | O |
| And not a purebred steed | P |
| The reckless roses in your sash | J |
| Are riding at full speed | P |
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| No not the clatter of the hoofs | Q |
| And not the mountains' hush | O |
| But only she who stands aloof | R |
| With flowers in her sash | J |
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| And only that is really It | S |
| What makes our ears ring | T |
| And what the whirlwind chasing feet | U |
| Soul tulle and silk sash bring | T |
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| Until sides split the jokes are cracked | V |
| We're rolling in the aisles | W |
| The envy of the romping sacks | X |
| Until somebody cries | N |
Boris Pasternak
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