The Clearing Of The Land: An Epitaph Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFG H IJKLMNEOPQRS T UVUWXYZA2B2C2D2A2XE2 I F2G2H2XSI2J2K2J2XSThe trees went up the hill | A |
And over it | B |
Then the dry grasses of the pasture were | C |
Only a kind of blonde light | D |
Settling everywhere | E |
And framing the randomly strewn | F |
Outcropping of gray stone | G |
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That anchored them to soil | H |
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Who were they | I |
One in the picture amp one not amp both | J |
Scotch Irish drifters | K |
With nothing in common but a perfect contempt | L |
for a past | M |
Ancestors of stumps amp fallen trees amp | N |
One sits on a sorrel mare | E |
Idly tossing small stones at the rump | O |
of a steer | P |
That goes on grazing at tough rosettes | Q |
of pasture grass amp switching its tail | R |
In what is not yet irritation | S |
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What I like what I | T |
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Have always liked is the way he tosses each small | U |
Stone without thinking without | V |
A thought for anything not aiming at all | U |
The easy arcing forearm nonchalance | W |
Like someone fly casting | X |
For this is what | Y |
He wanted | Z |
To be among the stones the grasses | A2 |
Savoring a stony self | B2 |
That reminded him of no one else | C2 |
And on land where that poacher Law | D2 |
Had not yet stolen through his fences | A2 |
The horse beneath him tensing | X |
Its withers lightly to keep | E2 |
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The summer flies away | I |
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And the woman in the flower print dress hemmed | F2 |
With stains | G2 |
A half mile off | H2 |
Is the authoress of no more than smoke rising | X |
Her sole diary amp only publication | S |
From a distant chimney | I2 |
They have perhaps a year or two | J2 |
Left of this | K2 |
Before history begins to edit them into | J2 |
Something without smoke or flies something | X |
Beyond all recognition | S |
Larry Levis
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