Mid-march Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCBDEDEFF GHHG

It is too early for white boughs too lateA
For snows From out the hedge the wind lets fallB
A few last flakes ragged and delicateC
Down the stripped roads the maples start their smallB
Soft wildering fires Stained are the meadow stalksD
A rich and deepening red The willow treeE
Is woolly In deserted garden walksD
The lean bush crouching hints old royaltyE
Feels some June stir in the sharp air and knowsF
Soon twill leap up and show the world a roseF
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The days go out with shouting nights are loudG
Wild warring shapes the wood lifts in the coldH
The moon s a sword of keen barbaric goldH
Plunged to the hilt into a pitch black cloudG

Lizette Woodworth Reese



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