Tortoise Family Connections Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FG HIJ KE DLMDNOP QPRSS ISAS SS SS HTN A NUNV SNSPNSSWV SNPP WNXSSDD

On he goes the little oneA
Bud of the universeB
Pediment of lifeC
Setting off somewhere apparentlyD
Whither away brisk eggE
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His mother deposited him on the soil as if he were no more than droppingsF
And now he scuffles tinily past her as if she were an old rusty tinG
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A mere obstacleH
He veers round the slow great mound of herI
Tortoises always foresee obstaclesJ
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It is no use my saying to him in an emotional voiceK
This is your Mother she laid you when you were an eggE
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He does not even trouble to answer Woman what have I to do with theeD
He wearily looks the other wayL
And she even more wearily looks another way stillM
Each with the utmost apathyD
IncognisantN
UnawareO
NothingP
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As for papaQ
He snaps when I offer him his offspringP
Just as he snaps when I poke a bit of stick at himR
Because he is irascible this morning an irascible tortoiseS
Being touched with love and devoid of fatherlinessS
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Father and motherI
And three little brothersS
And all rambling aimless like little perambulating pebbles scattered in the gardenA
Not knowing each other from bits of earth or old tinsS
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Except that papa and mama are old acquaintances of courseS
Though family feeling there is none not even the beginningsS
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Fatherless motherless brotherless sisterlessS
Little tortoiseS
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Row on then small pebbleH
Over the clods of the autumn wind chilled sunshineT
Young gaietyN
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Does he look for a companionA
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No no don't think itN
He doesn't know he is aloneU
Isolation is his birthrightN
This atomV
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To row forward and reach himself tall on spiny toesS
To travel to burrow into a little loose earth afraid of the nightN
To crop a little substanceS
To move and to be quite sure that he is movingP
BastaN
To be a tortoiseS
Think of it in a garden of inert clodsS
A brisk brindled little tortoise all to himselfW
AdamV
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In a garden of pebbles and insectsS
To roam and feel the slow heart beatN
Tortoise wise the first bell soundingP
From the warm blood in the dark creation morningP
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Moving and being himselfW
Slow and unquestionedN
And inordinately there O stoicX
Wandering in the slow triumph of his own existenceS
Ringing the soundless bell of his presence in chaosS
And biting the frail grass arrogantlyD
Decidedly arrogantlyD

D. H. Lawrence



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