Truth To Tell Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AB CDEAAAAE AAFAGHIJ EAAAAEKL AMABNOPH AAQARASEVous n'etes que les masques sur des faces masquees | A |
Apollinaire | B |
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Start then with a sense of beginning of sleep | C |
entered like a metal door backstage the weight | D |
of heavy plush curtains lifted and folded hanging | E |
motionless while the catwalk sways and winches | A |
and pulleys creak It is no longer rest one seeks | A |
but mastery the knowledge of ways to choose | A |
among strands of rope rising into the dark boxes | A |
of switches levers to be thrown dials gleaming | E |
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The action comes closer now the murmur of voices | A |
tinged with laughter issuing from the cavernous space | A |
beyond the footlights And sporadic applause followed | F |
by music But though this mattered once though dreams | A |
well up in this way too with easy delicious abandon | G |
and sleep has its own texture the painted faces seem | H |
familiar even your father is here looking the way | I |
he always did still this is only rehearsal Truth to tell | J |
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there is no one out there except the director sitting | E |
with his clipboard thirty seats back In the wings | A |
the pianist goes over the same simple tune Yes | A |
there are spotlights from a place you cannot see | A |
and scenery rises and falls and darkened figures | A |
glide across the stage during blackout rearranging | E |
the furniture all this is happening yet it goes on | K |
whether you reach out or whether you simply watch | L |
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But they have lost the script or dropped the only copy | A |
Its pages flutter across the stage lifted by a cold wind | M |
blowing from the air shaft swirling up from the alley | A |
and the blank walls beyond Fluorescent lights flicker | B |
in the wardrobe room In the corridor the red exit sign | N |
glimmers All of this is waiting You must write it now | O |
you must make it happen There are only a few days left | P |
until opening night Come then rest slumber dream | H |
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take my hand we will visit the forgotten dressing rooms | A |
under the stage where the old tragedians scrawled verses | A |
on the bare planks We will go up into the attic above | Q |
the chandeliers and the catwalks where silence settles | A |
like a fine dust on the broken props and the trunks filled | R |
with ruined costumes Will they arrive in time these truths | A |
to tell this chorus of voices I am convinced of it | S |
Let us each take a part let us begin the first reading | E |
Jared Carter
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