Ippolit Konovaloff Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDECFGGCHIGGJKLMGN GC

I was a gun smith in OdessaA
One night the police broke in the roomB
Where a group of us were reading SpencerC
And seized our books and arrested usD
But I escaped and came to New YorkE
And thence to Chicago and then to Spoon RiverC
Where I could study my Kant in peaceF
And eke out a living repairing gunsG
Look at my moulds My architectonicsG
One for a barrel one for a hammerC
And others for other parts of a gunH
Well now suppose no gun smith livingI
Had anything else but duplicate mouldsG
Of these I show you well all gunsG
Would be just alike with a hammer to hitJ
The cap and a barrel to carry the shotK
All acting alike for themselves and allL
Acting against each other alikeM
And there would be your world of gunsG
Which nothing could ever free from itselfN
Except a Moulder with different mouldsG
To mould the metal overC

Edgar Lee Masters



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