Prairie Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB ACDECD F GHIJHKL MANOPEQR DSTUVWDGHX YHRZBA2B2 C2ID2E2LF2G2H2XI2RJ2 IK2B F2F2L2M2N2DO2 P2Q2 AR2 HS2HT2U2DP2V2W2X2U2H Y2Z2B OD2X A3D2 U2V2B3XXC3WD3C3C3HC3 C3E3F3XC3HC3L2G3C3C3 H3DC3I3C3 I2J3HK3 C3I3C3C3DHL3M3X

I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat the red of its clover the eyes of its women gave me a song and aA
sloganB
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Here the water went down the icebergs slid with gravel the gaps and the valleys hissed and the black loam came and theA
yellow sandy loamC
Here between the sheds of the Rocky Mountains and the Appalachians here now a morning star fixes a fire sign over the timberD
claims and cow pastures the corn belt the cotton belt the cattle ranchesE
Here the gray geese go five hundred miles and back with a wind under their wings honking the cry for a new homeC
Here I know I will hanker after nothing so much as one more sunrise or a sky moon of fire doubled to a river moon of waterD
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The prairie sings to me in the forenoon and I know in the night I rest easy in the prairie arms on the prairie heartF
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After the sunburn of the dayG
handling a pitchfork at a hayrackH
after the eggs and biscuit and coffeeI
the pearl gray haystacksJ
in the gloamingH
are cool prayersK
to the harvest handsL
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In the city among the walls the overland passenger train is choked and the pistons hiss and the wheels curseM
On the prairie the overland flits on phantom wheels and the sky and the soil between them muffle the pistons and cheer theA
wheelsN
I am here when the cities are goneO
I am here before the cities comeP
I nourished the lonely men on horsesE
I will keep the laughing men who ride ironQ
I am dust of menR
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The running water babbled to the deer the cottontail the gopherD
You came in wagons making streets and schoolsS
Kin of the ax and rifle kin of the plow and horseT
Singing Yankee Doodle Old Dan Tucker Turkey in the StrawU
You in the coonskin cap at a log house door hearing a lone wolf howlV
You at a sod house door reading the blizzards and chinooks let loose from Medicine HatW
I am dust of your dust as I am brother and motherD
To the copper faces the worker in flint and clayG
The singing women and their sons a thousand years agoH
Marching single file the timber and the plainX
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I hold the dust of these amid changing starsY
I last while old wars are fought while peace broods mother likeH
While new wars arise and the fresh killings of young menR
I fed the boys who went to France in great dark daysZ
Appomattox is a beautiful word to me and so is Valley Forge and the Marne and VerdunB
I who have seen the red births and the red deathsA2
Of sons and daughters I take peace or war I say nothing and waitB2
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Have you seen a red sunset drip over one of my cornfields the shore of night stars the wave lines of dawn up a wheatC2
valleyI
Have you heard my threshing crews yelling in the chaff of a strawpile and the running wheat of the wagonboards myD2
cornhuskers my harvest hands hauling crops singing dreams of women worlds horizonsE2
Rivers cut a path on flat landsL
The mountains stand upF2
The salt oceans press inG2
And push on the coast linesH2
The sun the wind bring rainX
And I know what the rainbow writes across the east or west in a half circleI2
A love letter pledge to come againR
Towns on the Soo LineJ2
Towns on the Big MuddyI
Laugh at each other for cubsK2
And tease as childrenB
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Omaha and Kansas City Minneapolis and St Paul sisters in a house together throwing slang growing upF2
Towns in the Ozarks Dakota wheat towns Wichita Peoria Buffalo sisters throwing slang growing upF2
Out of prairie brown grass crossed with a streamer of wigwam smoke out of a smoke pillar a blue promise out ofL2
wild ducks woven in greens and purplesM2
Here I saw a city rise and say to the peoples round world Listen I am strong I know what I wantN2
Out of log houses and stumps canoes stripped from tree sides flatboats coaxed with an ax from the timberD
claims in the years when the red and the white men met the houses and streets roseO2
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A thousand red men cried and went away to new places for corn and women a million white men came and put up skyscrapersP2
threw out rails and wires feelers to the salt sea now the smokestacks bite the skyline with stub teethQ2
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In an early year the call of a wild duck woven in greens and purples now the riveter's chatter the police patrol theA
song whistle of the steamboatR2
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To a man across a thousand years I offer a handshakeH
I say to him Brother make the story short for the stretch of a thousand years is shortS2
What brothers these in the darkH
What eaves of skyscrapers against a smoke moonT2
These chimneys shaking on the lumber shantiesU2
When the coal boats plow by on the riverD
The hunched shoulders of the grain elevatorsP2
The flame sprockets of the sheet steel millsV2
And the men in the rolling mills with their shirts offW2
Playing their flesh arms against the twisting wrists of steelX2
what brothers theseU2
in the darkH
of a thousand yearsY2
A headlight searches a snowstormZ2
A funnel of white light shoots from over the pilot of the Pioneer Limited crossing WisconsinB
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In the morning hours in the dawnO
The sun puts out the stars of the skyD2
And the headlight of the Limited trainX
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The fireman waves his hand to a country school teacher on a bobsledA3
A boy yellow hair red scarf and mittens on the bobsled in his lunch box a pork chop sandwich and a V of gooseberry pieD2
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The horses fathom a snow to their kneesU2
Snow hats are on the rolling prairie hillsV2
The Mississippi bluffs wear snow hatsB3
Keep your hogs on changing corn and mashes of grainX
O farmermanX
Cram their insides till they waddle on short legsC3
Under the drums of bellies hams of fatW
Kill your hogs with a knife slit under the earD3
Hack them with cleaversC3
Hang them with hooks in the hind legsC3
A wagonload of radishes on a summer morningH
Sprinkles of dew on the crimson purple ballsC3
The farmer on the seat dangles the reins on the rumps of dapple gray horsesC3
The farmer's daughter with a basket of eggs dreams of a new hat to wear to the county fairE3
On the left and right hand side of the roadF3
Marching cornX
I saw it knee high weeks ago now it is head high tassels of red silk creep at the ends of the earsC3
I am the prairie mother of men waitingH
They are mine the threshing crews eating beefsteak the farmboys driving steers to the railroad cattle pensC3
They are mine the crowds of people at a Fourth of July basket picnic listening to a lawyer read the Declaration ofL2
Independence watching the pinwheels and Roman candles at night the young men and women two by two hunting the bypaths andG3
kissing bridgesC3
They are mine the horses looking over a fence in the frost of late October saying good morning to the horses hauling wagonsC3
of rutabaga to marketH3
They are mine the old zigzag rail fences the new barb wireD
The cornhuskers wear leather on their handsC3
There is no let up to the windI3
Blue bandannas are knotted at the ruddy chinsC3
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Falltime and winter apples take on the smolder of the five o'clock November sunset falltime leaves bonfires stubbleI2
the old things go and the earth is grizzledJ3
The land and the people hold memories even among the anthills and the angleworms among the toads and woodroaches amongH
gravestone writings rubbed out by the rain they keep old things that never grow oldK3
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The frost loosens corn husksC3
The Sun the rain the windI3
loosen corn husksC3
The men and women are helpersC3
They are all cornhuskers togetherD
I see them late in the western eveningH
in a smoke red dustL3
The phantom of a yellow rooster flaunting a scarlet comb on top of a dung pile crying hallelujah to the streaks of daylightM3
The phantom of an old hunting dog nosing inX

Carl Sandburg



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