Calenture Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCDEAFGFAFHHIIJJ KLMMNNOPQQRRSSTT FFFFFUFUVUWVXWWWRathe summer had sered the grass in which he lay | A |
Under the little shade | B |
The live oak made | B |
While things remembered and foregone | C |
Loves from the drouth of other summers drawn | C |
Like rootless windlestrae | D |
Went past him on | E |
The hot and lucid flowing of the day | A |
The wine flask at his side | F |
Shown empty he had spilled | G |
The last drops for oblation on the dried | F |
Pale rootlets dead with May | A |
Of the small seeded oats no man had tilled | F |
He thought their death is clean | H |
This tawny change that overtakes the green | H |
And makes the unnumbered fragile skeletons | I |
Yet yields no mortal fetor to the suns | I |
Their death is clean but ours | J |
Is not the death of grasses and of flowers | J |
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He thought they die and live and die again | K |
With little travail none of little pain | L |
But love though brief as these | M |
With endless agonies | M |
Of bitter and relucting breath | N |
Accepts refuses and receives its death | N |
And here it was | O |
On grass that bore the seed of the same grass | P |
On which I now recline | Q |
That my mouth drank the wine | Q |
Of dregless love and beauty from the cup | R |
Of pagan flesh in fulness offered up | R |
To him that keeps forlorn | S |
From morn to vacant morn | S |
The vigil of the seasons shall there come | T |
Ever again the timeless tall delirium | T |
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In the afternoon with burning silence filled | F |
Cicada like a fever sang and shrilled | F |
Hurrying anew his passion wearied blood | F |
Through veins oppressed by heat and hebetude | F |
Indifferently he watched the westering day | F |
Like spreading fire consume | U |
The thin last shrunken shade in which he lay | F |
He closed his dazzled eyes in the red gloom | U |
Behind the sun confronting lids he saw | V |
A faceless and colossal woman loom | U |
One moment in his eyes | W |
Ere the dislimning vision could withdraw | V |
The breasts were large and dim as daylight moons | X |
The hips on scarlet skies | W |
Glimmered with arch of evening semilunes | W |
The shadowy shell curved between vast thighs | W |
Clark Ashton Smith
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