The People Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGGHAIJKLMN O FMFPOQRB ASTUVBGWXYZA2B2GC2D2 E2 F2G2H2RRII2RRJ2K2OL2 C2KM2 N2O2P2BQ2GR2S2T2U2V2 BW2S GX2Y2V2G2GV2Z2G2A3B3 X2V2Z2WC3 D3E3V2V2F3V2Z2GG3 V2V2V2E2 B V2 F3H3ONO SV2I3I3V2 V2 V2 A3 Z2 E3 V2 Y2 V2V2J3V2V2 K3 L3 M3N3F3 Z2V2I| I recall that man and not two centuries | A |
| have passed since I saw him | B |
| he went neither by horse nor by carriage | C |
| purely on foot | D |
| he outstripped | E |
| distances | F |
| and carried no sword or armour | G |
| only nets on his shoulder | G |
| axe or hammer or spade | H |
| never fighting the rest of his species | A |
| his exploits were with water and earth | I |
| with wheat so that it turned into bread | J |
| with giant trees to render them wood | K |
| with walls to open up doors | L |
| with sand to construct the walls | M |
| and with ocean for it to bear | N |
| - | |
| I knew him and he is still not cancelled in me | O |
| - | |
| The carriages fell to pieces | F |
| war destroyed doors and walls | M |
| the city was a handful of ashes | F |
| all the clothes turned to dust | P |
| and he remains to me | O |
| he survives in the sand | Q |
| when everything before | R |
| seemed imperishable but him | B |
| - | |
| In the going and coming of families | A |
| at times he was my father or kinsman | S |
| or perhaps it was scarcely him or not | T |
| the one who did not return to his house | U |
| because water or earth swallowed him up | V |
| or a tree or an engine killed him | B |
| or he was the saddened carpenter | G |
| who went behind the coffin without tears | W |
| someone in the end who had no name | X |
| except those that metal or timber have | Y |
| and on whom others gazed from on high | Z |
| without seeing the ant | A2 |
| for the anthill | B2 |
| and so that when his feet did not stir | G |
| because the poor exhausted one had died | C2 |
| they never saw what they had not seen | D2 |
| already there were other feet where he'd been | E2 |
| - | |
| The other feet were still his | F2 |
| and the other hands | G2 |
| the man remained | H2 |
| when it seemed that now he was done for | R |
| he was the same once more | R |
| there he was digging again at the earth | I |
| cutting cloth minus a shirt | I2 |
| there he was and was not like before | R |
| he had gone down and was once more | R |
| and since he never owned graveyards | J2 |
| or tombs nor was his name carved | K2 |
| on the stone he sweated to quarry | O |
| no one knew he had come | L2 |
| and no one knew when he died | C2 |
| so that only when the poor man could | K |
| he returned to life once more without it being noted | M2 |
| - | |
| He was the man no doubt of it without heritage | N2 |
| without cattle without a flag | O2 |
| and he was not distinguished from others | P2 |
| the others who were him | B |
| from the heights he was grey like the subsoil | Q2 |
| tanned like the leather | G |
| he was yellow reaping the wheat | R2 |
| he was black down in the mine | S2 |
| he was the colour of stone on the fortress | T2 |
| in the fishing boat the colour of tuna | U2 |
| and the colour of horses in the meadow | V2 |
| how could anyone distinguish him | B |
| if he was inseparable elemental | W2 |
| earth coal or sea vested in man | S |
| - | |
| Where he lived whatever | G |
| a man touched grew | X2 |
| the hostile stones | Y2 |
| quarried | V2 |
| by his hands | G2 |
| took on order | G |
| and one by one formed | V2 |
| the right clarity of a building | Z2 |
| he made bread with his hands | G2 |
| moved the engines | A3 |
| the distances peopled themselves with towns | B3 |
| other men grew | X2 |
| bees arrived | V2 |
| and by man's creating and breeding | Z2 |
| spring walked the market squares | W |
| between bakeries and doves | C3 |
| - | |
| The maker of loaves was forgotten | D3 |
| he who quarried and journeyed beating down | E3 |
| and opening furrows transporting sand | V2 |
| when everything existed he no longer existed | V2 |
| he gave his existence that's all | F3 |
| He went elsewhere to labour and at last | V2 |
| he was dead rolling | Z2 |
| like a stone in the river | G |
| death carried him downstream | G3 |
| - | |
| I who knew him saw him descend | V2 |
| till he was no longer except what he left | V2 |
| roads he could scarcely know | V2 |
| houses he never ever would live in | E2 |
| - | |
| I turn to see him and I await him | B |
| - | |
| I see him in his grave and resurrected | V2 |
| - | |
| I distinguish him among all | F3 |
| who are his equals | H3 |
| and it seems to me it cannot be | O |
| that like this we go nowhere | N |
| that to survive like this holds no glory | O |
| - | |
| I believe that this man | S |
| must be enthroned rightly shod and crowned | V2 |
| I believe that those who made such things | I3 |
| must be the masters of all these things | I3 |
| And that those who made bread should eat | V2 |
| - | |
| And those in the mines must have light | V2 |
| - | |
| Enough now of grey men enslaved | V2 |
| - | |
| Enough of the pale 'missing ones' | A3 |
| - | |
| Not another man passes except as a king | Z2 |
| - | |
| Not a single woman without her crown | E3 |
| - | |
| Golden gauntlets for every hand | V2 |
| - | |
| Fruits of the sun for all the unknowns | Y2 |
| - | |
| I knew that man and when I could | V2 |
| when he still had eyes in his head | V2 |
| when he still had a voice in his mouth | J3 |
| I searched for him among tombs and I said | V2 |
| grasping his arm that was not yet dust | V2 |
| - | |
| 'All will be gone you will live on | K3 |
| - | |
| You ignite life | L3 |
| - | |
| You made what is yours ' | - |
| - | |
| So let no one trouble themselves when | M3 |
| I seem to be alone and am not alone | N3 |
| I am with no one and speak for them all | F3 |
| - | |
| Some listen to me without knowing | Z2 |
| but those I sing those who do know | V2 |
| go on being born and will fill up the Earth | I |
Pablo Neruda
(1)
Poem topics: , Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
About The People
The People is a poem by Pablo Neruda. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.
