Ode To Broken Things Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLMNDOPQDR IDSATDDRU VTWXIYZA2B2C2NQSZD2Z V E2F2G2H2I2LJOJJ2 DZK2JVDDL2JM2N2VO2Things get broken | A |
at home | B |
like they were pushed | C |
by an invisible deliberate smasher | D |
It's not my hands | E |
or yours | F |
It wasn't the girls | G |
with their hard fingernails | H |
or the motion of the planet | I |
It wasn't anything or anybody | J |
It wasn't the wind | K |
It wasn't the orange colored noontime | L |
Or night over the earth | M |
It wasn't even the nose or the elbow | N |
Or the hips getting bigger | D |
or the ankle | O |
or the air | P |
The plate broke the lamp fell | Q |
All the flower pots tumbled over | D |
one by one That pot | R |
which overflowed with scarlet | I |
in the middle of October | D |
it got tired from all the violets | S |
and another empty one | A |
rolled round and round and round | T |
all through winter | D |
until it was only the powder | D |
of a flowerpot | R |
a broken memory shining dust | U |
- | |
And that clock | V |
whose sound | T |
was | W |
the voice of our lives | X |
the secret | I |
thread of our weeks | Y |
which released | Z |
one by one so many hours | A2 |
for honey and silence | B2 |
for so many births and jobs | C2 |
that clock also | N |
fell | Q |
and its delicate blue guts | S |
vibrated | Z |
among the broken glass | D2 |
its wide heart | Z |
unsprung | V |
- | |
Life goes on grinding up | E2 |
glass wearing out clothes | F2 |
making fragments | G2 |
breaking down | H2 |
forms | I2 |
and what lasts through time | L |
is like an island on a ship in the sea | J |
perishable | O |
surrounded by dangerous fragility | J |
by merciless waters and threats | J2 |
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Let's put all our treasures together | D |
the clocks plates cups cracked by the cold | Z |
into a sack and carry them | K2 |
to the sea | J |
and let our possessions sink | V |
into one alarming breaker | D |
that sounds like a river | D |
May whatever breaks | L2 |
be reconstructed by the sea | J |
with the long labor of its tides | M2 |
So many useless things | N2 |
which nobody broke | V |
but which got broken anyway | O2 |
Pablo Neruda
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