Morning In Norfolk Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKJLMNOPQEQ RQSQBTIUVBWXQIQQXOYQ KBYZOA2B2IRQQC2KBIBB D2D2BIBKE2QRFQF2G2G2 Q H2KQI2QQFQKH2Q

As it has for so longA
come wind and all weatherB
the house glimmers amongC
the mists of a littleD
river that splinters itE
seems a landscape ofF
winter dreams In the farG
fields stand a fewH
bare trees decoratingI
those mists like the fannedJ
patterns of GeorgianK
skylights The home landJ
of any heart persistsL
there suffused withM
memories and mists notN
quite concealing theO
identities and lostP
lives of those loved onceQ
but loved most They haunt itE
still To the watermeadowsQ
that lie by the heart theyR
return as do flocks of swallowsQ
to the fields they have knownS
and flickered and flown soQ
often and so unforgettably overB
What fishT
play in the bright wishingI
wells of your paintedU
stretches O secretV
untainted little BureB
I could easily tellW
for would they not beX
those flashing dashersQ
the sometimes glitteringI
presentiments imagesQ
and idealizationsQ
of what had to beX
The dawn has brightened theO
shallows and shadows andY
the Bure sidles and idlesQ
through weed isles and fallenK
willows and underB
Itteringham Mill andY
there is a kind of rainZ
drenched flittering in theO
air the night swan stillA2
sleeps in her wings and over it allB2
the dawn heaps up the hangingI
fire of the dayR
Fowell's tractor blustersQ
out of its shed and dragsQ
a day's work like a piled sledC2
behind it The crimsonK
December morning brims overB
Norfolk turningI
to burning TurnerB
this aqueous water colourB
idyll that earlier gleamedD2
so green that it seemedD2
drowned What furtherB
sanction what blessingI
can the man of heart intercede forB
than the supreme remissionK
of dawn For then the mindE2
looking backward upon itsQ
too sullied yesterdayR
the rotting stack ofF
resolution and refuseQ
reads in the rainbowed skyF2
a greater covenantG2
the tremendous pronouncementG2
the day forgivesQ
-
Holy the heart inH2
its proper occupationK
praising and appraising thisQ
godsend the dawnI2
Will you lift up your eyesQ
my blind spirit and seeQ
such evidence ofF
forgiveness in the heavensQ
morning after goldenK
morning than evenH2
the blind can seeQ

George Barker



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