Clothes Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOCPQRS TUVWXYZA2B2C2MD2E2F2 G2H2F2I2J2K2L2D2M2N2 O2KYP2Q2Walking back to the office after lunch | A |
I saw Hans Mister Isham Mister Isham | B |
He called out in his hurry Herr Wegner needs you | C |
A woman waiting for a border pass | D |
Took poison she is dead and the police | E |
Are there to take the body In the hall | F |
The secretaries stood outside their doors | G |
Silently waiting with Wegner Sir he said | H |
It was her answer on the questionnaire | I |
A clerk for the Gestapo So it was | J |
Within the outer office by the row | K |
Of wooden chairs one lying on its side | L |
On the discolored brown linoleum floor | M |
Under a GI blanket was the lost | N |
Unmoving shape uncovered from a fold | O |
A dirty foot half out of a dirty shoe | C |
Once white heel bent the sole worn through the skin | P |
Bruised red and calloused uncut toenails curved | Q |
And veined like an old ivory No one spoke | R |
Police stood at attention by a stretcher | S |
After an empty moment suddenly | T |
Bent over as if taken by a cramp | U |
I sobbed out loud and on my uniform | V |
Vomited up my lunch over the tie | W |
The polished buttons and insignia | X |
The little strips of color and the green | Y |
Eisenhower jacket with its Eagle patch | Z |
The taut pants in a crease the glistening jump boots | A2 |
Vomiting and still sobbing like a child | B2 |
Awakened in the night and sick Wegner and Hans | C2 |
Held me murmuring Ach dear sir the war | M |
Is over and not over such things happen | D2 |
While no one else moved Frau Schmidt brought a towel | E2 |
To clean me off before Hans walked me back | F2 |
My arm across his shoulders and I retelling | G2 |
The story of how near Zell am See we found | H2 |
Hung from a tree in leaf the final sack | F2 |
Of bones in rotted Wehrmacht green In the house | I2 |
An SS lord had furnished for his mistress | J2 |
Deep sofas Persian rugs and velvet drapes | K2 |
Frau K nig took my clothes In my own room | L2 |
Wearing the Gucci robe Bouchard had taken | D2 |
From a fine house before we got to Ulm | M2 |
Instead of lying down to rest I studied | N2 |
The book I read for German with Frau Schmidt | O2 |
Goethe s Italian Journey Through the window | K |
The Watchman s upper slopes were shadows green | Y |
And purple with the afternoon its snows | P2 |
Melting its double peaks the victory sign | Q2 |
Edgar Bowers
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