A Map Of Verona Poem Rhyme Scheme

Recent Interactions*

This poem was read 6 times,

This poem was added to the favorite list by 0 members,

This poem was voted by 0 members.

(* Interactions only in the last 7 days)

New Poems

Wonderful Women
by Umaru Kanneh Boima
Freedom To Scratch In Peace
by Olute Aete
Happy New Year
by Felix Menda
Human Beings
by Dana Graslie
Lust
by Wisdom Greatness
An Isolated Tree's Song
by Sayeed Abubakar
A Strange Boy
by Sayeed Abubakar
O Soil
by Sayeed Abubakar
No War, No War-monger
by Sayeed Abubakar
Night's Town
by Sayeed Abubakar

Popular Poets

1. Emily Dickinson(2414 poems)
2. Madison Julius Cawein(1231 poems)
3. Ella Wheeler Wilcox(1136 poems)
4. William Wordsworth(1016 poems)
5. Robert Burns(986 poems)
6. Edgar Albert Guest(945 poems)
7. Thomas Moore(849 poems)
8. Robert Service(831 poems)

Quelle belle heure quels bons bras	A
me rendront ces r gions d'o mes	A
sommeils et mes moindres mouvements	A
	-
	-
A map of Verona is open the small strange city	B
With its river running round and through it is river embraced	C
And over this city for a whole long winter season	D
Through streets on a map my thoughts have hovered and paced	C
	-
Across the river there is a wandering suburb	E
An unsolved smile on a now familiar mouth	F
Some enchantments of earlier towns are about you	G
Once I was drawn to Naples in the south	F
	-
Naples I know now street and hovel and garden	D
The look of the islands from the avenue	G
Capri and Ischia like approaching drum beats	A
My youthful Naples how I remember you	G
	-
You were an early chapter a practice in sorrow	H
Your shadows fell but were only a token of pain	I
A sketch in tenderness lust and sudden parting	J
And I shall not need to trouble with you again	K
	-
But I remember once your map lay open	D
As now Verona's under the still lamp light	L
I thought are these the streets to walk in the mornings	A
Are these the gardens to linger in at night	L
	-
And all was useless that I thought I learned	M
Maps are of place not time nor can they say	A
The surprising height and colour of a building	J
Nor where the groups of people bar the way	A
	-
It is strange to remember those thoughts and try to catch	N
The underground whispers of music beneath the years	A
The forgotten conjectures the clouded forgotten vision	D
Which only in vanishing phrases reappears	A
	-
Again it is strange to lead a conversation	D
Round to a name to a cautious questioning	J
Of travellers who talk of Juliet's tomb and fountains	A
And a shining smile of snowfall late in Spring	J
	-
Their memories calm this winter of expectation	D
Their talk restrains me for I cannot flow	H
Like your impetuous river to embrace you	G
Yet you are there and one day I shall go	H
	-
The train will bring me perhaps in utter darkness	A
And drop me where you are blooming unaware	O
That a stranger has entered your gates and a new devotion	D
Is about to attend and haunt you everywhere	O
	-
The flutes are warm in tomorrow's cave the music	P
Trembles and forms inside the musician's mind	Q
The lights begin and the shifting crowds in the causeways	A
Are discerned through the dusk and the rolling river behind	Q
	-
And in what hour of beauty in what good arms	A
Shall I those regions and that city attain	I
From whence my dreams and slightest movements rise	A
And what good Arms shall take them away again	K

Henry Reed

A Map Of Verona Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Write your comment about A Map Of Verona poem by Henry Reed

Recent Interactions*

New Poems

Popular Poets