Every Death Is Magic From The Enemy To Be Avenged Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEFGHHIJ

My God my God why hast thou forsaken meA
PsalmB
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When fever burned the last light out of my daughter s eyesC
I swore to find and kill the ones to blame MenD
must mount the long boat in the dark with spearsE
At dawn where the flowering spicebush hid my scentF
I crouched A young wife newborn slung across her chestG
came first for springwater She stooped My godH
for vengeance spoke her secret name inside my ear Her godH
stepped back with no scream his right hand at his mouthI
the knuckles clenched between the pointed teethJ

Brooks Haxton



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