Nights Nothings Again Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EFGHI JKD LMNMF OPFD QRJS TBU QVWX QYZTCA2 QRDB2CCC2 D2MME2BB QF2G2FX H2H2I2HJ2K2L2 QM2SN2O2P2 WAQ2R2CA2 B2FS2T2U2 J2CHQQV2CCW2X2JSEESY 2H CZ2A3X2KQICR

WHO knows what I knowA
when I have asked the night questionsB
and the night has answered nothingC
only the old answersD
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Who picked a crimson cryptogramE
the tail light of a motor car turning a cornerF
or the midnight sign of a chile con carne placeG
or a man out of the ashes of false dawn muttering 'hot dog' to the night watchmenH
Is there a spieler who has spoken the word or taken the number of night's nothings am I the spieler or youI
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Is there a tired headJ
the night has not fed and restedK
and kept on its neck and shouldersD
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Is there a wishL
of man to womanM
and woman to manN
the night has not writtenM
and signed its name underF
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Does the night forgetO
as a woman forgetsP
and rememberF
as a woman remembersD
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Who gave the nightQ
this head of hairR
this gipsy headJ
calling Come onS
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Who gave the night anything at allT
and asked the night questionsB
and was laughed atU
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Who asked the nightQ
for a long soft kissV
and lost the half way lipsW
who picked a red lamp in a mistX
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Who saw the nightQ
fold its Mona Lisa handsY
and sit half smiling half sadZ
nothing at allT
and everythingC
all the worldA2
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Who saw the nightQ
let down its hairR
and shake its bare shouldersD
and blow out the candles of the moonB2
whispering snickeringC
cutting off the snicker and sobbingC
out of pillow wet kisses and tearsC2
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Is the night woven of anything elseD2
than the secret wishes of womenM
the stretched empty arms of womenM
the hair of women with stars and rosesE2
I asked the night these questionsB
I heard the night asking me these questionsB
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I saw the nightQ
put these whispered nothingsF2
across the city dust and stonesG2
across a single yellow sunflowerF
one stalk strong as a woman's wristX
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And the play of a light rainH2
the jig time folly of a light rainH2
the creepers of a drizzle on the sidewalksI2
for the policemen and the railroad menH
for the home goers and the homelessJ2
silver fans and funnels on the asphaltK2
the many feet of a fog mist that crept awayL2
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I saw the nightQ
put these nothings acrossM2
and the night wind came saying Come onS
and the curve of sky swept off white cloudsN2
and swept on white stars over Battery to BronxO2
scooped a sea of stars over Albany Dobbs Ferry Cape Horn ConstantinopleP2
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I saw the night's mouth and lipsW
strange as a face next to mine on a pillowA
and now I know as I knew alwaysQ2
the night is a lover of mineR2
I know the night is everythingC
I know the night is all the worldA2
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I have seen gold lamps in a lagoonB2
play sleep and murmurF
with never an eyelashS2
never a glint of an eyelidT2
quivering in the water shadowsU2
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A taxi whizzes by an owl car clutters passengers yawn reading street signs a bum on a park bench shifts another bum keeps his majesty of stone stillness the forty foot split rocks of Central Park sleep the sleep of stone whalebacks the cornices of the Metropolitan Art mutter their own nothings to the men with rolled up collars on the top of a busJ2
Breaths of the sea salt Atlantic breaths of two rivers and a heave of hawsers and smokestacks the swish of multiplied sloops and war dogs the hesitant hoo hoo of coal boats among these I listen to Night callingC
I give you what money can never buy all other lovers change all others go away and come back and go away againH
I am the one you slept with last nightQ
I am the one you sleep with tonight and tomorrow nightQ
I am the one whose passion kissesV2
keep your head wonderingC
and your lips achingC
to sing one songW2
never sung beforeX2
at night's gipsy headJ
calling Come onS
These hands that slid to my neck and held meE
these fingers that told a storyE
this gipsy head of hair calling Come onS
can anyone else come along nowY2
and put across night's nothings againH
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I have wanted kisses my heart stuttered at askingC
I have pounded at useless doors and called my people foolsZ2
I have staggered alone in a winter dark making mumble songsA3
to the sting of a blizzard that clutched and sworeX2
It was the night in my bloodK
open dreaming nightQ
night of tireless sheet steel blueI
The hands of God washing somethingC
feet of God walking somewhereR

Carl Sandburg



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