The House Of Dust: Part 01: 05: The Snow Floats Down Upon Us, Mingled With Rain Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBACDE FGHIG HGGJGHKLK GMNIN OPQPQ IRISI TIUPUThe snow floats down upon us mingled with rain | A |
It eddies around pale lilac lamps and falls | B |
Down golden windowed walls | B |
We were all born of flesh in a flare of pain | A |
We do not remember the red roots whence we rose | C |
But we know that we rose and walked that after a while | D |
We shall lie down again | E |
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The snow floats down upon us we turn we turn | F |
Through gorges filled with light we sound and flow | G |
One is struck down and hurt we crowd about him | H |
We bear him away gaze after his listless body | I |
But whether he lives or dies we do not know | G |
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One of us sings in the street and we listen to him | H |
The words ring over us like vague bells of sorrow | G |
He sings of a house he lived in long ago | G |
It is strange this house of dust was the house I lived in | J |
The house you lived in the house that all of us know | G |
And coiling slowly about him and laughing at him | H |
And throwing him pennies we bear away | K |
A mournful echo of other times and places | L |
And follow a dream a dream that will not stay | K |
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Down long broad flights of lamplit stairs we flow | G |
Noisy in scattered waves crowding and shouting | M |
In broken slow cascades | N |
The gardens extend before us We spread out swiftly | I |
Trees are above us and darkness The canyon fades | N |
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And we recall with a gleaming stab of sadness | O |
Vaguely and incoherently some dream | P |
Of a world we came from a world of sun blue hills | Q |
A black wood whispers around us green eyes gleam | P |
Someone cries in the forest and someone kills | Q |
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We flow to the east to the white lined shivering sea | I |
We reach to the west where the whirling sun went down | R |
We close our eyes to music in bright cafees | I |
We diverge from clamorous streets to streets that are silent | S |
We loaf where the wind spilled fountain plays | I |
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And growing tired we turn aside at last | T |
Remember our secret selves seek out our towers | I |
Lay weary hands on the banisters and climb | U |
Climbing each to his little four square dream | P |
Of love or lust or beauty or death or crime | U |
Conrad Potter Aiken
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