Campo Di Fiori Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEDF GHIJKLDD AMNOPQNR NSMGTDNU VDWDXYYK ANHNDZTA2 CEDGB2C2D2I AE2F2G2H2C2AI2| In Rome on the Campo di Fiori | A |
| Baskets of olives and lemons | B |
| Cobbles spattered with wine | C |
| And the wreckage of flowers | D |
| Vendors cover the trestles | D |
| With rose pink fish | E |
| Armfuls of dark grapes | D |
| Heaped on peach down | F |
| - | |
| On this same square | G |
| They burned Giordano Bruno | H |
| Henchmen kindled the pyre | I |
| Close pressed by the mob | J |
| Before the flames had died | K |
| The taverns were full again | L |
| Baskets of olives and lemons | D |
| Again on the vendors' shoulders | D |
| - | |
| I thought of the Campo dei Fiori | A |
| In Warsaw by the sky carousel | M |
| One clear spring evening | N |
| To the strains of a carnival tune | O |
| The bright melody drowned | P |
| The salvos from the ghetto wall | Q |
| And couples were flying | N |
| High in the cloudless sky | R |
| - | |
| At times wind from the burning | N |
| Would driff dark kites along | S |
| And riders on the carousel | M |
| Caught petals in midair | G |
| That same hot wind | T |
| Blew open the skirts of the girls | D |
| And the crowds were laughing | N |
| On that beautiful Warsaw Sunday | U |
| - | |
| Someone will read as moral | V |
| That the people of Rome or Warsaw | D |
| Haggle laugh make love | W |
| As they pass by martyrs' pyres | D |
| Someone else will read | X |
| Of the passing of things human | Y |
| Of the oblivion | Y |
| Born before the flames have died | K |
| - | |
| But that day I thought only | A |
| Of the loneliness of the dying | N |
| Of how when Giordano | H |
| Climbed to his burning | N |
| There were no words | D |
| In any human tongue | Z |
| To be left for mankind | T |
| Mankind who live on | A2 |
| - | |
| Already they were back at their wine | C |
| Or peddled their white starfish | E |
| Baskets of olives and lemons | D |
| They had shouldered to the fair | G |
| And he already distanced | B2 |
| As if centuries had passed | C2 |
| While they paused just a moment | D2 |
| For his flying in the fire | I |
| - | |
| Those dying here the lonely | A |
| Forgotten by the world | E2 |
| Our tongue becomes for them | F2 |
| The language of an ancient planet | G2 |
| Until when all is legend | H2 |
| And many years have passed | C2 |
| On a great Campo di Fiori | A |
| Rage will kindle at a poet's word | I2 |
Czeslaw Milosz
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