A Letter To My Aunt Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BBCCDDAACCEEFF GGHHCCII HHIIIIGGII IIIIIJJCCCCICCCDDIIG GHHKK CCCAA LLMJ

PoetryA
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To you my aunt who would exploreB
The literary Chankley BoreB
The paths are hard for you are notC
A literary HottentotC
But just a kind and cultured dameD
Who knows not Eliot to her shameD
Fie on you aunt that you should seeA
No genius in David GA
No elemental form and soundC
In T S E and Ezra PoundC
Fie on you aunt I'll show you howE
To elevate your middle browE
And how to scale and see the sightsF
From modernist Parnassian heightsF
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First buy a hat no Paris modelG
But one the Swiss wear when they yodelG
A bowler thing with one or twoH
Feathers to conceal the viewH
And then in sandals walk the streetC
All modern painters use their feetC
For painting on their canvas stripsI
Their wives or mothers minus hipsI
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Perhaps it would be best if youH
Created something very newH
A dirty novel done in ErseI
Or written backwards in Welsh verseI
Or paintings on the backs of vestsI
Or Sanskrit psalms on lepers' chestsI
But if this proved imposs i bleG
Perhaps it would be just as wellG
For you could then write what you pleaseI
And modern verse is done with easeI
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Do not forget that 'limpet' rhymesI
With 'strumpet' in these troubled timesI
And commas are the worst of crimesI
Few understand the works of CummingsI
And few James Joyce's mental slummingsI
And few young Auden's coded chatterJ
But then it is the few that matterJ
Never be lucid never stateC
If you would be regarded greatC
The simplest thought or sentimentC
For thought we know is decadentC
Never omit such vital wordsI
As belly genitals andC
For these are things that play a partC
And what a part in all good artC
Remember this each rose is wormyD
And every lovely woman's germyD
Remember this that love dependsI
On how the Gallic letter bendsI
Remember too that life is hellG
And even heaven has a smellG
Of putrefying angels whoH
Make deadly whoopee in the blueH
These things remembered what can stopK
A poet going to the topK
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A final word before you startC
The convulsions of your artC
Remove your brains take out your heartC
Minus these curses you can beA
A genius like David GA
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Take courage aunt and send your stuffL
To Geoffrey Grigson with my luffL
And may I yet live to admireM
How well your poems light the fireJ

Dylan Thomas



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