That The Soul May Wax Plump Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFDGHIIHJC KLMNKDOPQRSLQD

My dumpy little mother on the undertaker's slabA
had a mannequin's grace From chin to footB
the sheet outlined her thin and tall Her faceC
uptilted bloodless smooth had a long smileD
Her head rested on a block under her napeE
her neck was long her hair waved upswept But laterF
at quot the viewing quot sunk in the casket in pink tulleD
an expensive present that might spoil dressedG
in Eden's green apron organdy bonnet onH
she shrank grew short again and yellow WhoI
put the gold rimmed glasses on her shut face whoI
laid her left hand with the wedding ring onH
her stomach that really didn't seem to be thereJ
under the fake laceC
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Mother's work before she died was self purificationK
a regimen of near starvation to be worthy to goL
to Our Father Whom she confused or more aptly fusedM
with our father in Heaven long since She believedN
in evacuation an often and fierce purgationK
meant to teach the body to be hollow that the soulD
may wax plump At the moment of her death the windO
rushed out from all her pipes at once Throat and rectumP
sang together a galvanic spasm hiss of ecstasyQ
Then a flat collapse Legs and arms flung wideR
like that female Spanish saint slung by the anklesS
to a cross her mouth stayed open in a dark O SoL
her vigorous soul whizzed free On the undertaker's slab sheQ
lay youthful cool triumphant with a long smileD

May Swenson



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