Heat Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCB CDCDD E FGFG FHFHH E FFFF FFFFF I FJFJ FKFKK I FLFM FNFNN I OIOI OPOPP

Now is it as if Spring had never beenA
And Winter but a memory and dreamB
Here where the Summer stands her lap of greenC
Heaped high with bloom and beamB
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Among her blackberry lilies low that leanC
To kiss her feet or freckle browed that stareD
Upon the dragonfly which slimly seenC
Like a blue jewel flickering in her hairD
Sparkles above them thereD
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IIE
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Knee deep among the tepid pools the cowsF
Chew a slow cud or switch a slower tailG
Half sunk in sleep beneath the beechen boughsF
Where thin the wood gnats ailG
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From bloom to bloom the languid butterflies drowseF
The sleepy bees make hardly any soundH
The only things the sunrays can arouseF
It seems are two black beetles rolling 'roundH
Upon the dusty groundH
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IIIE
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Within its channel glares the creek and shrinksF
Beneath whose rocks the furtive crawfish hidesF
In stagnant places where the green frog blinksF
And water spider glidesF
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Far hotter seems it for the bird that drinksF
The startled kingfisher that screams and fliesF
Hotter and lonelier for the purple pinksF
Of weeds that bloom whose sultry perfumes riseF
Stifling the swooning skiesF
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IVI
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From ragweed fallows rye fields heaped with sheavesF
From blistering rocks no moss or lichens crustJ
And from the road where every hoof stroke heavesF
A cloud of burning dustJ
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The hotness quivers making limp the leavesF
That loll like tongues of panting hounds The heatK
Is a wan wimple that the Summer weavesF
A veil in which she wraps as in a sheetK
The shriveling corn and wheatK
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VI
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Furious incessant in the weeds and briersF
The sawing weed bugs sing and heat begotL
The grasshoppers so many strident wiresF
Staccato fiercely hotM
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A lash of whirling sound that never tiresF
The locust flails the noon where harnessed ThirstN
Beside the road spring many a shod hoof miresF
Into the trough thrusts his hot head immersedN
'Round which cool bubbles burstN
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VII
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The sad sweet voice of some wood spirit whoO
Laments while watching a loved oak tree dieI
From the deep forest comes the wood dove's cooO
A long lost lonely cryI
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Oh for a breeze a mighty wind to wooO
The woods to stormy laughter sow like grainP
The world with freshness of invisible dewO
And pile above far fevered hill and plainP
Vast bastions black with rainP

Madison Julius Cawein



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