The Things Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEE FFGG HHII JJKK LLMM NNOO PPQQ RSTT QQUU QQUU VWUU XXQQ YYUU UUUU NNZA2

The house in Broad Street red brick with nine roomsA
the weedgrown graveyard with its rows of tombsA
the jail from which imprisoned faces grinnedB
at stiff palmettos flashing in the windC
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the engine house with engines and a tankD
in which young alligators swam and stankD
the bell tower of red iron where the bellE
gonged of the fires in a tone from hellE
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magnolia trees with whitehot torch of budF
the yellow river between banks of mudF
the tall striped lighthouse like a barber s poleG
snake in the bog and locust in the holeG
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worn cigarette cards of white battleshipsH
or flags or chorus girls with scarlet lipsH
jackstones of copper peach tree in the yardI
splashing ripe peaches on an earth baked hardI
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children beneath the arc light in a rompJ
with Run sheep Run and rice birds in the swampJ
the organ grinder s monkey dancing bearsK
okras in baskets Psyche on the stairsK
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and then the north star nearer and the snowL
silent between the now and long agoL
time like a train that roared from place to placeM
new crowds new faces for a single faceM
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no longer then the chinaberry treeN
nor the dark mockingbird to sing his gleeN
nor prawns nor catfish icicles insteadO
and Indian pipes and cider in the shedO
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arbutus under pinewoods in the springP
and death remembered as a tropic thingP
with picture postcard angels to upraise itQ
and trumpet vines and hummingbirds to phrase itQ
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then wisdom come and Shakspere s voice far offR
to be or not upon the teacher s coughS
the latent heat of melting ice the briefT
hypotenuse from ecstasy to griefT
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amo amas and then the cras ametQ
the new found eyes no slumber could forgetQ
Vivien the affliction of the sensesU
and conjugation of historic tensesU
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and Shakspere nearer come and louder heardQ
and the disparateness of flesh and wordQ
time growing swifter and the pendulumsU
in shorter savage arcs that beat like drumsU
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hands held relinquished faces come and goneV
kissed and forgotten and become but oneW
old shoes worn out and new ones bought the glovesU
soiled and so lost in limbo like the lovesU
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then Shakspere in the heart the instant speechX
parting the conscious terrors each from eachX
wisdom s dishevelment the purpose lamedQ
and purposeless the footsteps eastward aimedQ
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the bloodstream always slower while the clockY
followed the tired heart with louder knockY
fatigue upon the eye the tardy springsU
inviting to no longer longed for thingsU
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the birdsong nearer now than Shakspere s voiceU
whispers of comfort Death is near rejoiceU
remember now the red house with nine roomsU
the graveyard with its trumpetvines and tombsU
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play jackstones now and let your jackstones beN
the stars that make Orion s galaxyN
so to deceive yourself until you moveZ
into that house whose tenants do not loveA2

Conrad Potter Aiken



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