Menses Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBC DDEE FGHIJ KLC MNMAA OPAOPQRS S T TUF TVWXYN ZA2ZA2| He speaks but to himself being aware how it is with her | A |
| Think not I have not heard | B |
| Well fanged the double word | B |
| And well directed flew | C |
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| I felt it Down my side | D |
| Innocent as oil I see the ugly venom slide | D |
| Poison enough to stiffen us both and all our friends | E |
| But I am not pierced so there the mischief ends | E |
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| There is more to be said I see it coiling | F |
| The impact will be pain | G |
| Yet coil yet strike again | H |
| You cannot riddle the stout mail I wove | I |
| Long since of wit and love | J |
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| As for my answer stupid in the sun | K |
| He lies his fangs drawn | L |
| I will not war with you | C |
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| You know how wild you are You are willing to be turned | M |
| To other matters you would be grateful even | N |
| You watch me shyly I for I have learned | M |
| More things than one in our few years together | A |
| Chafe at the churlish wind the unseasonable weather | A |
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| Unseasonable you cry with harsher scorn | O |
| Than the theme warrants Every year it is the same | P |
| 'Unseasonable ' they whine these stupid peasants mdash and never | A |
| since they were born | O |
| Have they known a spring less wintry Lord the shame | P |
| The crying shame of seeing a man no wiser than the beasts he | Q |
| feeds mdash | R |
| His skull as empty as a shell | S |
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| Go to You are unwell | S |
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| Such is my thought but such are not my words | T |
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| What is the name I ask of those big birds | T |
| With yellow breast and low and heavy flight | U |
| That make such mournful whistling | F |
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| Meadowlarks | T |
| You answer primly not a little cheered | V |
| Some people shoot them Suddenly your eyes are wet | W |
| And your chin trembles On my breast you lean | X |
| And sob most pitifullly for all the lovely things that are not and | Y |
| have been | N |
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| How silly I am mdash and I know how silly I am | Z |
| You say You are very patient You are very kind | A2 |
| I shall be better soon Just Heaven consign and damn | Z |
| To tedious Hell this body with its muddy feet in my mind | A2 |
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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