The Morning Half-life Blues Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCD EFGHIEJKLM NOPQRSTSUBJ VKJAWSX Y| Girls buck the wind in the grooves toward work | A |
| in fuzzy coats promised to be warm as fur | B |
| The shop windows snicker | B |
| flashing them hurrying over dresses they cannot afford | C |
| you are not pretty enough not pretty enough | D |
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| Blown with yesterday s papers through the boiled coffee morning | E |
| we dream of the stop on the subway without a name | F |
| the door in the heart of the grove of skyscrapers | G |
| that garden where we nestle to the teats of a furry world | H |
| lie in mounds of peony eating grapes | I |
| and need barter ourselves for nothing | E |
| not by the hour not by the pound not by the skinful | J |
| that party to which no one will give or sell us the key | K |
| though we have all thought briefly we found it | L |
| drunk or in bed | M |
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| Black girls with thin legs and high necks stalking like herons | N |
| plump girls with blue legs and green eyelids and | O |
| strawberry breasts | P |
| swept off to be frozen in fluorescent cubes | Q |
| the vacuum of your jobs sucks your brains dry | R |
| and fills you with the ooze of melted comics | S |
| Living is later This is your rented death | T |
| You grasp at hard commodities and vague lusts | S |
| to make up to pay for each day | U |
| which opens like a can and is empty and then another | B |
| afternoons like dinosaur eggs stuffed with glue | J |
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| Girls of the dirty morning ticketed and spent | V |
| you will be less at forty than at twenty | K |
| Your living is a waste product of somebody s mill | J |
| I would fix you like buds to a city where people work | A |
| to make and do things necessary and good | W |
| where work is real as bread and babies and trees in parks | S |
| where we would all blossom slowly and ripen to sound fruit | X |
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| Anonymous submission | Y |
Marge Piercy
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