White Apples Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EF G HI| when my father had been dead a week | A |
| I woke | B |
| with his voice in my ear | C |
| I sat up in bed | D |
| - | |
| and held my breath | E |
| and stared at the pale closed door | F |
| - | |
| white apples and the taste of stone | G |
| - | |
| if he called again | H |
| I would put on my coat and galoshes | I |
Donald Hall
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