What Spain Was Like Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EAFGHIJK LMNOP QRMST| Spain was a taut dry drum head | A |
| Daily beating a dull thud | B |
| Flatlands and eagle's nest | C |
| Silence lashed by the storm | D |
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| How much to the point of weeping in my soul | E |
| I love your hard soil your poor bread | A |
| Your poor people how much in the deep place | F |
| Of my being there is still the lost flower | G |
| Of your wrinkled villages motionless in time | H |
| And your metallic meadows | I |
| Stretched out in the moonlight through the ages | J |
| Now devoured by a false god | K |
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| All your confinement your animal isolation | L |
| While you are still conscious | M |
| Surrounded by the abstract stones of silence | N |
| Your rough wine your smooth wine | O |
| Your violent and dangerous vineyards | P |
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| Solar stone pure among the regions | Q |
| Of the world Spain streaked | R |
| With blood and metal blue and victorious | M |
| Proletarian Spain made of petals and bullets | S |
| Unique alive asleep resounding | T |
Pablo Neruda
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