Streets Too Old Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDB| I WALKED among the streets of an old city and the streets were lean as the throats of hard seafish soaked in salt and kept in barrels many years | A |
| How old how old how old we are the walls went on saying street walls leaning toward each other like old women of the people like old midwives tired and only doing what must be done | B |
| The greatest the city could offer me a stranger was statues of the kings on all corners bronzes of kings ancient bearded kings who wrote books and spoke of God's love for all people and young kings who took forth armies out across the frontiers splitting the heads of their opponents and enlarging their kingdoms | C |
| Strangest of all to me a stranger in this old city was the murmur always whistling on the winds twisting out of the armpits and fingertips of the kings in bronze Is there no loosening Is this for always | D |
| In an early snowflurry one cried Pull me down where the tired old midwives no longer look at me throw the bronze of me to a fierce fire and make me into neckchains for dancing children | B |
Carl Sandburg
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