1959 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCD BBEEBF GHI JKB HBLMBNOP PQRS BTRBUVWXF YBBZA2HBB2| Uncomprising year I see no meaning to life | A |
| Though this abled self is here nonetheless | B |
| either in trade gold or grammaticness | B |
| I drop the wheelwright s simple principle | C |
| Why weave the garland Why ring the bell | D |
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| Penurious butchery these notoriously human years | B |
| these confident births these lucid deaths these years | B |
| Dream s flesh blood reals down life s mystery | E |
| there is no mystery | E |
| Cold history knows no dynastic Atlantis | B |
| The habitual myth has an eagerness to quit | F |
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| No meaning to life can be found in this holy language | G |
| nor beyond the lyrical fabricator s inescapable theme | H |
| be found the loathed find there is nothing to find | I |
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| Multitudinous deathplot O this poor synod | J |
| Hopers and seekers paroling meaning to meaning | K |
| annexing what might be meaningful what might be meaningless | B |
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| Repeated nightmare lachrymae lachrymae | H |
| a fire behind a grotto a thick fog shredded masts | B |
| the nets heaved and the indescribable monster netted | L |
| Who was it told that red flesh hose be still | M |
| For one with smooth hands did with pincers | B |
| snip the snout It died like a yawn | N |
| And when the liver sack was yanked | O |
| I could not follow it to the pan | P |
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| I could not follow it to the pan | P |
| I woke to the reality of cars Oh | Q |
| the dreadful privilege of that vision | R |
| Not one antique faction remained | S |
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| Egypt Rome Greece | B |
| and all such pedigree dreams fled | T |
| Cars are real Eternity is done | R |
| The threat of Nothingness renews | B |
| I touch the untouched | U |
| I rank the rose militant | V |
| Deny I deny the tastes and habits of the age | W |
| I am its punk debauche A fierce lampoon | X |
| seeking to inherit what is necessary to forfeit | F |
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| Lies Lies Lies I lie you lie we all lie | Y |
| There is no us there is no world there is no universe | B |
| there is no life no death no nothing all is meaningless | B |
| and this too is a lie O damned | Z |
| Must I dry my inspiration in this sad concept | A2 |
| Delineate my entire stratagem | H |
| Must I settle into phantomness | B |
| and not say I understand things better than God | B2 |
Gregory Corso
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