Seven Decades Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEDFDGD HIJKLMNKOK PQRHSHTHUH EVWXYXZXHX A2B2C2XQXD2XHX E2PZOF2OXOG2O H2I2C2J2K2J2HJ2L2J2| At ten I read Mayakovsky had died | A |
| learned my first word of Russian lyublyu | B |
| watched my English teacher poke his earwax | C |
| with a well chewed HB and get the class | D |
| to join his easy mocking of my essay | E |
| where I'd used verdant herbage for green grass | D |
| So he was right So I hated him | F |
| And he was not really right the ass | D |
| A writer knows what he needs | G |
| as came to pass | D |
| - | |
| At twenty I got marching orders kitbag | H |
| farewell to love not arms though our sole arms | I |
| were stretchers a freezing Glentress winter | J |
| where I was coaxing sticks at six to get | K |
| a stove hot for the cooks found myself picked | L |
| quartermaster's clerk 'this one seems a bit | M |
| less gormless than the bloody others' did | N |
| gas drill in the stinging tent met | K |
| Tam McSherry who farted at will | O |
| a musical set | K |
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| At thirty I thought life had passed me by | P |
| translated Beowulf for want of love | Q |
| And one night stands in city centre lanes | R |
| they were dark in those days were wild but bleak | H |
| Sydney Graham in London said 'you know | S |
| I always thought so' kissed me on the cheek | H |
| And I translated Rilke's Loneliness | T |
| is like a rain and week after week after week | H |
| strained to unbind myself | U |
| sweated to speak | H |
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| At forty I woke up saw it was day | E |
| found there was love heard a new beat heard Beats | V |
| sent airmail solidarity to Sa | W |
| Paulo's poetic concrete revolution | X |
| knew Glasgow what knew Glasgow new somehow | Y |
| new with me with John with cranes diffusion | X |
| of another concrete revolution not bad | Z |
| not good but new And new was no illusion | X |
| a spring of words a sloughing | H |
| an ablution | X |
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| At fifty I began to have bad dreams | A2 |
| of Palestine and saw bad things to come | B2 |
| began to write my long unwritten war | C2 |
| I was a hundred handed Sindbad then | X |
| rolled and unrolled carpets of blood and love | Q |
| raised tents of pain made the dust into men | X |
| and laid the dust with men I supervised | D2 |
| a thesis on Doughty that great Englishman | X |
| who brought all Arabia back | H |
| in his hard pen | X |
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| At sixty I was standing by a grave | E2 |
| The winds of Lanarkshire were loud and high | P |
| I knew what I had lost what I had had | Z |
| The East had schooled me about fate but still | O |
| it was the hardest time oh more it was | F2 |
| the worst of times in self reproach the will | O |
| that failed to act the mass of good not done | X |
| Forgiveness must be like the springs that fill | O |
| deserted furrows till they wait | G2 |
| until until | O |
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| At seventy I thought I had come through | H2 |
| like parting a bead curtain in Port Said | I2 |
| to something that was shadowy before | C2 |
| figures and voices of late times that might | J2 |
| be surprising yet The beads clash faintly | K2 |
| behind me as I go forward No candle light | J2 |
| please keep that for Europe Switch the whole thing | H |
| right on When I go in I want it bright | J2 |
| I want to catch whatever is there | L2 |
| in full sight | J2 |
Edwin Morgan
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