The House Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEFGFHIAJFKLLMNE OPQRFFSTUFAVWXYXFZA2 B2C2D2E2F2MPG2H2FI2I AJ2IFQK2L2| They are building a house | A |
| half a block down | B |
| and I sit up here | C |
| with the shades down | B |
| listening to the sounds | D |
| the hammers pounding in nails | E |
| thack thack thack thack | F |
| and then I hear birds | G |
| and thack thack thack | F |
| and I go to bed | H |
| I pull the covers to my throat | I |
| they have been building this house | A |
| for a month and soon it will have | J |
| its people sleeping eating | F |
| loving moving around | K |
| but somehow | L |
| now | L |
| it is not right | M |
| there seems a madness | N |
| men walk on top with nails | E |
| in their mouths | O |
| and I read about Castro and Cuba | P |
| and at night I walk by | Q |
| and the ribs of the house show | R |
| and inside I can see cats walking | F |
| the way cats walk | F |
| and then a boy rides by on a bicycle | S |
| and still the house is not done | T |
| and in the morning the men | U |
| will be back | F |
| walking around on the house | A |
| with their hammers | V |
| and it seems people should not build houses | W |
| anymore | X |
| it seems people should not get married | Y |
| anymore | X |
| it seems people should stop working | F |
| and sit in small rooms | Z |
| on nd floors | A2 |
| under electric lights without shades | B2 |
| it seems there is a lot to forget | C2 |
| and a lot not to do | D2 |
| and in drugstores markets bars | E2 |
| the people are tired they do not want | F2 |
| to move and I stand there at night | M |
| and look through this house and the | P |
| house does not want to be built | G2 |
| through its sides I can see the purple hills | H2 |
| and the first lights of evening | F |
| and it is cold | I2 |
| and I button my coat | I |
| and I stand there looking through the house | A |
| and the cats stop and look at me | J2 |
| until I am embarrased | I |
| and move North up the sidewalk | F |
| where I will buy | Q |
| cigarettes and beer | K2 |
| and return to my room | L2 |
Charles Bukowski
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