Watching The Mayan Women Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDCEFGHCIJKLMNOPQR SRTUVWXV

I hang the window inside outA
like a shirt drying in a breezeB
and the arms that are missing come to meC
Yes it's a song one I don't quite comprehendD
although I do understand the laundryC
White ash and rain water a methodE
my aunt taught me but I'll never knowF
how she learned it in Brooklyn Her mindG
has gone to seed blown by a strokeH
and that dandelion puff called memoryC
has flown far from her eyes Some things remainI
Procedures Methods If you burnJ
a fire all day feeding it snappedK
branches and newspapersL
the faces pressed against the printM
fading into flames you end upN
with a barrel of white ash IfO
you take that same barrel and fill itP
with rain let it sit for a dayQ
you will have waterR
that can bring brightness to anythingS
If you take that waterR
and in it soak your husband's shirtsT
he'll pause at dawn when he puts one onU
its softness like a haunting afterthoughtV
And if he works all day in the selvaW
he'll divine his way homeX
in shirtsleeves aglow with torchlightV

Luisa Villani



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