Celia Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAACD EFAGHIJKLLI MNMONPO QIRSTQU VWPXTYZA2B2JC2D2E2E2 C2F2F2G2H2I2F2J2K2I2 L2M2N2H2O2P2J2Q2R2S2 A2T2U2JC2V2M W2X2WTIY2N2TMZ2HA3WB 3 NC3H2Cherry cherry | A |
glowing on the hearth | B |
bright red cherry | A |
When you try to pick up cherry | A |
Celia's shriek | C |
sticks in you like a pin | D |
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When God throws hailstones | E |
you cuddle in Celia's shawl | F |
and press your feet on her belly | A |
high up like a stool | G |
When Celia makes umbrella of her hand | H |
Rain falls through | I |
big pink spokes of her fingers | J |
When wind blows Celia's gown up off her legs | K |
she runs under pillars of the bank | L |
great round pillars of the bank | L |
have on white stockings too | I |
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Celia says my father | M |
will bring me a golden bowl | N |
When I think of my father | M |
I cannot see him | O |
for the big yellow bowl | N |
like the moon with two handles | P |
he carries in front of him | O |
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Grandpa grandpa | Q |
Light all about you | I |
ginger pouring out of green jars | R |
You don't believe he has gone away and left his great coat | S |
so you pretend you see his face up in the ceiling | T |
When you clap your hands and cry grandpa grandpa grandpa | Q |
Celia crosses herself | U |
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It isn't a dream | V |
It comes again and again | W |
You hear ivy crying on steeples | P |
the flames haven't caught yet | X |
and images screaming | T |
when they see red light on the lilies | Y |
on the stained glass window of St Joseph | Z |
The girl with the black eyes holds you tight | A2 |
and you run and run | B2 |
past the wild wild towers | J |
and trees in the gardens tugging at their feet | C2 |
and little frightened dolls | D2 |
shut up in the shops | E2 |
crying and crying because no one stops | E2 |
you spin like a penny thrown out in the street | C2 |
Then the man clutches her by the hair | F2 |
He always clutches her by the hair | F2 |
His eyes stick out like spears | G2 |
You see her pulled back face | H2 |
and her black black eyes | I2 |
lit up by the glare | F2 |
Then everything goes out | J2 |
Please God don't let me dream any more | K2 |
of the girl with the black black eyes | I2 |
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Celia's shadow rocks and rocks | L2 |
and mama's eyes stare out of the pillow | M2 |
as though she had gone away | N2 |
and the night had come in her place | H2 |
as it comes in empty rooms | O2 |
you can't bear it | P2 |
the night threshing about | J2 |
and lashing its tail on its sides | Q2 |
as bold as a wolf that isn't afraid | R2 |
and you scream at her face that is white as a stone on a grave | S2 |
and pull it around to the light | A2 |
till the night draws backward the night that walks alone | T2 |
and goes away without end | U2 |
Mama says I am cold Betty and shivers | J |
Celia tucks the quilt about her feet | C2 |
but I run for my little red cloak | V2 |
because red is hot like fire | M |
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I wish Celia | W2 |
could see the sea climb up on the sky | X2 |
and slide off again | W |
Celia saying | T |
I'd beg the world with you | I |
Celia holding on to the cab | Y2 |
hands wrenched away | N2 |
wind in the masts like Celia crying | T |
Celia never minded if you slapped her | M |
when the comb made your hairs ache | Z2 |
but though you rub your cheek against mama's hand | H |
she has not said darling since | A3 |
Now I will slap her again | W |
I will bite her hand till it bleeds | B3 |
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It is cool by the port hole | N |
The wet rags of the wind | C3 |
flap in your face | H2 |
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