The Intellectual Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCBD EFEF GHGH IJIJ KLKL MNMM OMPM QMQM RMRM STST UVUV WXWX UMUM

What should the wars do with these jigging foolsA
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The man behind the book may not be manB
His own man or the book s or yet the time sC
But still be whole deciding what he canB
In praise of politics or German rimesD
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But the intellectual lights a cigaretteE
And offers it lit to the lady whose odd smileF
Is the merest hyphen lest he should forgetE
What he has been resuming all the whileF
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He talks to overhear she to withdrawG
To some interior feminine firesideH
Where the back arches beauty puts forth a pawG
Like a black puma stretching in velvet prideH
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Making him think of cats a stray of whichI
Some days sets up a howling in his brainJ
Pure interference such as this neat bitchI
Seems to create from listening disdainJ
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But talk is all the value the releaseK
Talk is the very fillip of an actL
The frame and subject of the masterpieceK
Under whose film of age the face is crackedL
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His own forehead glows like expensive woodM
But back of it the mind is disengagedN
Self sealing clock recording bad and goodM
At constant temperature intact unagedM
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But strange his body is an open houseO
Inviting every passerby to stayM
The city to and fro beneath his browsP
Wanders and drinks and chats from night to dayM
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Think of a private thought indecent roomQ
Where one might kiss his daughter before bedM
Life is embarrassed shut the family tombQ
Console your neighbor for his recent deadM
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Do something die in Spain or paint a greenR
Gouache go into business Rimbaud didM
Or start another Little MagazineR
Or move in with a woman have a kidM
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Invulnerable impossible immuneS
Do what you will your will will not be doneT
But dissipate the light of afternoonS
Till evening flickers like the midnight sunT
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And midnight shouts and dies I d rather beU
A milkman walking in his sleep at dawnV
Bearing fat quarts of cream and so be freeU
Crossing alone and cold from lawn to lawnV
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I d rather be a barber and cut hairW
Than walk with you in gilt museum hallsX
You and the puma lady she so rareW
Exhaling her silk soul upon the wallsX
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Go take yourselves apart but let me beU
The fault you find with everyman I spitM
I laugh I fight and you l homme qui r tU
Swallow your stale saliva and still sitM

Karl Shapiro



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