Joseph Dixon Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNHO

Who carved this shattered harp on my stoneA
I died to you no doubt But how many harps and pianosB
Wired I and tightened and disentangled for youC
Making them sweet again with tuning fork or withoutD
Oh well A harp leaps out of the ear of a man you sayE
But whence the ear that orders the length of the stringsF
To a magic of numbers flying before your thoughtG
Through a door that closes against your breathless wonderH
Is there no Ear round the ear of a man that it sensesI
Through strings and columns of air the soul of soundJ
I thrill as I call it a tuning fork that catchesK
The waves of mingled music and light from afarL
The antenn of Thought that listens through utmost spaceM
Surely the concord that ruled my spirit is proofN
Of an Ear that tuned me able to tune me overH
And use me again if I am worthy to useO

Edgar Lee Masters



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