A Letter To My Aunt Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDAACCEEFF GGHHCCII HHIIIIGGII IIIIIJJCCCCICCCDDIIG GHHKK CCCAA LLMJ| Poetry | A |
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| To you my aunt who would explore | B |
| The literary Chankley Bore | B |
| The paths are hard for you are not | C |
| A literary Hottentot | C |
| But just a kind and cultured dame | D |
| Who knows not Eliot to her shame | D |
| Fie on you aunt that you should see | A |
| No genius in David G | A |
| No elemental form and sound | C |
| In T S E and Ezra Pound | C |
| Fie on you aunt I'll show you how | E |
| To elevate your middle brow | E |
| And how to scale and see the sights | F |
| From modernist Parnassian heights | F |
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| First buy a hat no Paris model | G |
| But one the Swiss wear when they yodel | G |
| A bowler thing with one or two | H |
| Feathers to conceal the view | H |
| And then in sandals walk the street | C |
| All modern painters use their feet | C |
| For painting on their canvas strips | I |
| Their wives or mothers minus hips | I |
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| Perhaps it would be best if you | H |
| Created something very new | H |
| A dirty novel done in Erse | I |
| Or written backwards in Welsh verse | I |
| Or paintings on the backs of vests | I |
| Or Sanskrit psalms on lepers' chests | I |
| But if this proved imposs i ble | G |
| Perhaps it would be just as well | G |
| For you could then write what you please | I |
| And modern verse is done with ease | I |
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| Do not forget that 'limpet' rhymes | I |
| With 'strumpet' in these troubled times | I |
| And commas are the worst of crimes | I |
| Few understand the works of Cummings | I |
| And few James Joyce's mental slummings | I |
| And few young Auden's coded chatter | J |
| But then it is the few that matter | J |
| Never be lucid never state | C |
| If you would be regarded great | C |
| The simplest thought or sentiment | C |
| For thought we know is decadent | C |
| Never omit such vital words | I |
| As belly genitals and | C |
| For these are things that play a part | C |
| And what a part in all good art | C |
| Remember this each rose is wormy | D |
| And every lovely woman's germy | D |
| Remember this that love depends | I |
| On how the Gallic letter bends | I |
| Remember too that life is hell | G |
| And even heaven has a smell | G |
| Of putrefying angels who | H |
| Make deadly whoopee in the blue | H |
| These things remembered what can stop | K |
| A poet going to the top | K |
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| A final word before you start | C |
| The convulsions of your art | C |
| Remove your brains take out your heart | C |
| Minus these curses you can be | A |
| A genius like David G | A |
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| Take courage aunt and send your stuff | L |
| To Geoffrey Grigson with my luff | L |
| And may I yet live to admire | M |
| How well your poems light the fire | J |
Dylan Thomas
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