Victor Rafolski On Art Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFFAGHIJKKLMN OPQRSTUVW XYPZA2B2SC2D2E2F2G2H 2H2I2J2J2O K2L2H2OJ2J2J2M2J2N2O 2P2GIQ2GR2S2 T2J2J2U2U2JV2W2U2X2U 2QU2U2Y2W2J2U2Z2G A3P2J2F2J2J2U2JJ2B3B 3G U2P2H2C3D3E3U2U2C3C3 T2XT2QGJ2J2ZU2F3JU2J 2 U2U2X2JJ2J2U2A3G3J2G FF2J2F U2U2U2J2J2U2GGJ2H3U2 FF2GI3E3U2FJ3G K3J2GGJ2U2L3J2J2HGJ2 J2GJ2J2U2Q2GU2M3U2J2 J2X2J2N3O3 J2P3P3GIFT2 FU2IJ2QY2U2U2U2U2Q2U 2U2U2N3PGU2GJ2J2Q3FF R3P3 F| You dull Goliaths clothed in coats of blue | A |
| Strained and half bursted by the swell of flesh | B |
| Topped by Gorilla heads You Marmoset | C |
| Trained scoundrel taught to question and ensnare | D |
| I hate you hate your laws and hate your courts | E |
| Hands off give me a chair now let me be | F |
| I'll tell you more than you can think to ask me | F |
| I love this woman but what is love to you | A |
| What is it to your laws or courts I love her | G |
| She loves me if you'd know I entered her room | H |
| She stood before me naked shrank a little | I |
| Cried out a little calmed her sudden cry | J |
| When she saw amiable passion in my eyes | K |
| She loves me if you'd know I saw in her eyes | K |
| More in those moments than whole hours of talk | L |
| From witness stands exculpate could make clear | M |
| My innocence | N |
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| But if I did a crime | O |
| My excuse is hunger hunger for more life | P |
| Oh what a world where beauty rapture love | Q |
| Are walled in and locked up like coal or food | R |
| And only may he had by purchasers | S |
| From whose fat fingers slip the unheeded gold | T |
| Oh what a world where beauty lies in waste | U |
| While power and freedom skulk with famished lips | V |
| Too tightly pressed for curses | W |
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| So do men | X |
| Save for the thousandth man deny themselves | Y |
| And live in meagreness to make sure a life | P |
| Of meagreness by hearth stones long since stale | Z |
| And live in ways companionships as fixed | A2 |
| As the geared figures of the Strassburg clock | B2 |
| You wonder at war Why war lets loose desires | S |
| Emotions long repressed Would you stop war | C2 |
| Then let men live The moral equivalent | D2 |
| Of war is freedom Art does not suffice | E2 |
| Religion is not life but life is living | F2 |
| And painted cherries to the hungry thrush | G2 |
| Is art to life The artist lived his work | H2 |
| You cannot live his life who love his work | H2 |
| You are the thrush that pecks at painted cherries | I2 |
| Who hope to live through art Beer soaked Goliaths | J2 |
| The story's coming of her nakedness | J2 |
| Be patient for a time | O |
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| All this I learned | K2 |
| While painting pictures no one ever bought | L2 |
| Till hunger drove me to this servile work | H2 |
| As butler in her father's house with time | O |
| On certain days to walk the galleries | J2 |
| And look at pictures marbles For I saw | J2 |
| I was not living while I painted pictures | J2 |
| I was not living working for a crust | M2 |
| I was not living walking galleries | J2 |
| All this was but vicarious life which felt | N2 |
| Through gazing at the thing the artist made | O2 |
| In memory of the life he lived himself | P2 |
| As we preserve the fragrance of a flower | G |
| By drawing off its essence in a bottle | I |
| Where color fluttering leaves are thrown away | Q2 |
| To get the inner passion of the flower | G |
| Extracted to a bottle that a queen | R2 |
| May act the flower's part | S2 |
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| Say what you will | T2 |
| Make laws to strangle life shout from your pulpits | J2 |
| Your desks of editors your woolsack benches | J2 |
| Where judges sit that this dull hypocrite | U2 |
| You call the State has fashioned life aright | U2 |
| The secret is abroad from eye to eye | J |
| The secret passes from poor eyes that wink | V2 |
| In boredom in fatigue in furious strength | W2 |
| Roped down or barred that what the human heart | U2 |
| Dreams of and hopes for till the aspiring flame | X2 |
| Flaps in the guttered candle and goes out | U2 |
| Is love for body and for spirit love | Q |
| To satisfy their hunger Yet what is it | U2 |
| This earth this life what is it but a meadow | U2 |
| Where spirits are left free a little while | Y2 |
| Within a little space so long as strength | W2 |
| Flesh blood increases to the day of use | J2 |
| As roasts or stews wherewith this witless beast | U2 |
| Society may feed himself and keep | Z2 |
| His olden shape and power | G |
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| Fools go crop | A3 |
| The herbs they turn you to and starve yourself | P2 |
| For what you want and count it righteousness | J2 |
| No less you covet love Poor shadows sighing | F2 |
| Across the curtain racing Mangled souls | J2 |
| Pecking so feebly at the painted cherries | J2 |
| Inhaling from a bottle what was lived | U2 |
| These summers gone You know and scarce deny | J |
| That what we men desire are horses dogs | J2 |
| Loves women insurrections travel change | B3 |
| Thrill in the wreck and rapture for the change | B3 |
| And re adjusted order | G |
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| As I turned | U2 |
| From painting and from art yet found myself | P2 |
| Full of all lusts while bound to menial work | H2 |
| Where my eyes daily rested on this woman | C3 |
| A thought came to me like a little spark | D3 |
| One sees far down the darkness of a cave | E3 |
| Which grows into a flame a blinding light | U2 |
| As one approaches it so did this thought | U2 |
| Both burn and blind me For I loved this woman | C3 |
| I wanted her why should I lose this woman | C3 |
| What was there to oppose possession Will | T2 |
| Her will you say I am not sure but then | X |
| Which will is better mine or hers Which will | T2 |
| Deserves achievement Which has rights above | Q |
| The other I desire her her desire | G |
| Is not toward me which of these two desires | J2 |
| Shall triumph Why not mine for me and hers | J2 |
| For her at least the stronger must prevail | Z |
| And wreck itself or bend all else before it | U2 |
| That millionaire who wooed her tried in vain | F3 |
| To overwhelm her will with gold and I | J |
| With passion boldness would have overwhelmed it | U2 |
| And what's the difference | J2 |
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| But as I said | U2 |
| I walked the galleries When I stood in the yard | U2 |
| Bare armed bare throated at my work she came | X2 |
| And gazed upon me from her window I | J |
| Could feel the exhausting influence of her eyes | J2 |
| Then in a concentration which was blindness | J2 |
| To all else so bewilderment of mind | U2 |
| I'd go to see Watteau's Antiope | A3 |
| Where he sketched Zeus in hunger drawing back | G3 |
| The veil that hid her sleeping nakedness | J2 |
| There was Correggio's too on whom a satyr | G |
| Smiled for his amorous wonder A Semele | F |
| Done by an unknown hand a thing of lightning | F2 |
| Moved through by Zeus who seized her as the flames | J2 |
| Consumed her ravished beauty | F |
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| So I looked | U2 |
| And trembled then returned perhaps to find | U2 |
| Her eyes upon me conscious calm elate | U2 |
| And radiate with lashes of surprise | J2 |
| Delight as when a star is still but shines | J2 |
| And on this night somehow our natures worked | U2 |
| To climaxes For first she dressed for dinner | G |
| To show more back and bosom than before | G |
| And as I served her her down looking eyes | J2 |
| Were more than glances Then she dropped her napkin | H3 |
| Before I could begin to bend she leaned | U2 |
| And let me see oh yes she let me see | F |
| The white foam of her little breasts caressing | F2 |
| The scarlet flame of silk a swooning shore | G |
| Of bright carnations It was from such foam | I3 |
| That Venus rose And as I stooped and gave | E3 |
| The napkin to her she pushed out a foot | U2 |
| And then I coughed for breath grown short and she | F |
| Concealed a smile and you you jailers laugh | J3 |
| Coarse mouthed and mock my hunger | G |
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| I go on | K3 |
| Observe how courage boldness mark my steps | J2 |
| At nine o'clock she climbs to her boudoir | G |
| I finding errands in the hallway hear | G |
| The desultory taking up of books | J2 |
| And through her open door see her at last | U2 |
| Cast off her dinner gown and to the bath | L3 |
| Step like a ray of moonlight Then she snaps | J2 |
| The light on where the onyx tub and walls | J2 |
| Dazzle the air I enter then her room | H |
| And stand against the closed door do not pry | G |
| Upon her in the bath Give her the chance | J2 |
| To fly me fight me standing face to face | J2 |
| I hear her flounder in the water hear | G |
| Hands slap and slip with water breast and arms | J2 |
| Hear little sighs and shudders and the roughness | J2 |
| Of crash towels on her back when in a minute | U2 |
| She stands with back toward me in the doorway | Q2 |
| A sea shell glory pink and white to hair | G |
| Sun lit a lily crowned with powdered gold | U2 |
| She turned toward her dresser then and shook | M3 |
| White dust of talcum on her arms and looked | U2 |
| So lovingly upon her tense straight breasts | J2 |
| Touching them under with soft tapering hands | J2 |
| To blue eyes deepening like a brazier flame | X2 |
| Turned by a sudden gust Who gives her these | J2 |
| The thought ran through me for her joy alone | N3 |
| And not for mine | O3 |
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| So I stood there like Zeus | J2 |
| Coming in thunder to Semele like | P3 |
| The diety of Watteau Correggio | P3 |
| Had never painted me a satyr there | G |
| Drinking her beauty in so worshipful | I |
| My will subdued in worship of her beauty | F |
| To obey her will | T2 |
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| And then she turned and saw me | F |
| And faced me in her nakedness nor tried | U2 |
| To hide it from me faced me immovable | I |
| A Mona Lisa smile upon her lips | J2 |
| And let me plead my cause make known my love | Q |
| Speak out my torture wearing still the smile | Y2 |
| Let me approach her till I almost touched | U2 |
| The whiteness of her bosom Then it seemed | U2 |
| That smile of hers not wilting me she clapped | U2 |
| Hands over eyes and said I am afraid | U2 |
| Oh no it cannot be what would they say | Q2 |
| Then rushing in the bathroom quick she slammed | U2 |
| The door and shrieked You scoundrel go you beast | U2 |
| My dream went up like paper charred and whirled | U2 |
| Above a hearth Thrilling I stood alone | N3 |
| Amid her room and saw my life our life | P |
| Embodied in this woman lately there | G |
| Lying and cowardly And as I turned | U2 |
| To leave the room her father and the gardener | G |
| Pounced on me threw me down a flight of stairs | J2 |
| And turned me over stunned to you the law | J2 |
| Here with these others who have stolen coal | Q3 |
| To keep them warm as I have stolen beauty | F |
| To keep from freezing in this arid country | F |
| Of winter winds on which the dust of custom | R3 |
| Rides like a fog | P3 |
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| Now do your worst to me | F |
Edgar Lee Masters
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