Every Man's Hand Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDBEBFBGH IDJBKBB LBDDBMBN OPQBBDRST SUVBWBBXYBY DBG BZA2SB SB2DC2CBBDDBLD2IX| raised against them | A |
| hussars cossacks zouaves | B |
| the renegade janizaries and corsairs | B |
| in for an indeterminale stretch | C |
| assorted soldiers of furtune | D |
| never do wells | B |
| or just low brows duelling crusts of bread | E |
| scarce precious little else | B |
| when for pennies more | F |
| Wellington's phrase | B |
| the scum of the earth | G |
| enlists for drink | H |
| - | |
| Too harsh I think of | I |
| imagining the Foreign Legion | D |
| kepis of scarlet | J |
| the near requisite haggard looks | B |
| moving in waves across the desert | K |
| pitting date palms with bayonets | B |
| the occasional fellow ravaged by French pox | B |
| - | |
| Then dunes where water should be | L |
| storms granulating blown particles | B |
| twice the perimeter of a camel train | D |
| from whence decent men become driven | D |
| as the desert fox to crouch beside themselves | B |
| with poor material | M |
| loose flintlocks and cartridge belts | B |
| rotting to the touch | N |
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| The pitched camp I see brackish oasis glare | O |
| stars big as pebbles in potato white | P |
| Napoleon before Cairo his soldiery and | Q |
| ragged tents flapping like tongues | B |
| of pillaging Arabs or later battlefield carrion wolves | B |
| on the run from Allah and sweet date wine | D |
| their torpid hooves sound against rock | R |
| matching wits grown sluggish in still more drifting | S |
| sand | T |
| - | |
| Noon and blood purring | S |
| like a two minute egg | U |
| over and over | V |
| the spitting curses | B |
| mandatory flies and sweat | W |
| trickling on sandbags | B |
| from manured lives | B |
| little to eat | X |
| C rations a century away | Y |
| the good populace begrudging meals | B |
| to vagabonds and trash anyway | Y |
| - | |
| See the last desperation | D |
| in classic terms | B |
| betrayed by finite trength | G |
| - | |
| brisk elements raise the odds | B |
| a measly temperature climb | Z |
| a few more driving winds to stir the pot | A2 |
| animal suffering dancing | S |
| like stretched canvas on thin frames | B |
| - | |
| The leading roustabout unflinching | S |
| waves a stony mutineer's salute | B2 |
| And somehow it always manages dawn | D |
| and the heat of the day wicked | C2 |
| oblong in an empty stretch | C |
| forever it seems before bullets | B |
| open graveyards | B |
| mow the brigand down | D |
| take the corpse for its own | D |
| mummifying with precious hands | B |
| about the contours of her desert body | L |
| and firm cleavage | D2 |
| oscillating between curvatures of | I |
| desiccation blanket heat | X |
Paul Cameron Brown
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