The Old Playhouse Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNMOAPPQ RSPTPUVWSA| You planned to tame a swallow to hold her | A |
| In the long summer of your love so that she would forget | B |
| Not the raw seasons alone and the homes left behind but | C |
| Also her nature the urge to fly and the endless | D |
| Pathways of the sky It was not to gather knowledge | E |
| Of yet another man that I came to you but to learn | F |
| What I was and by learning to learn to grow but every | G |
| Lesson you gave was about yourself You were pleased | H |
| With my body's response its weather its usual shallow | I |
| Convulsions You dribbled spittle into my mouth you poured | J |
| Yourself into every nook and cranny you embalmed | K |
| My poor lust with your bitter sweet juices You called me wife | L |
| I was taught to break saccharine into your tea and | M |
| To offer at the right moment the vitamins Cowering | N |
| Beneath your monstrous ego I ate the magic loaf and | M |
| Became a dwarf I lost my will and reason to all your | O |
| Questions I mumbled incoherent replies The summer | A |
| Begins to pall I remember the rudder breezes | P |
| Of the fall and the smoke from the burning leaves Your room is | P |
| Always lit by artificial lights your windows always | Q |
| Shut Even the air conditioner helps so little | R |
| All pervasive is the male scent of your breath The cut flowers | S |
| In the vases have begun to smell of human sweat There is | P |
| No more singing no more dance my mind is an old | T |
| Playhouse with all its lights put out The strong man's technique is | P |
| Always the same he serves his love in lethal doses | U |
| For love is Narcissus at the water's edge haunted | V |
| By its own lonely face and yet it must seek at last | W |
| An end a pure total freedom it must will the mirrors | S |
| To shatter and the kind night to erase the water | A |
Kamala Das
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