When I Was A Much Younger Man Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFFGHI JKLMNE OF P PFE FEFJNFHNQFFFRSFTSUF UVWNNSS

When I was a much younger manA
my spiritual homeland was a scrub mile of bush with thicketB
leaves the size of your palmsC
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Saucer size holes of white air enveloped the edge of treesD
and the sky was large an upturned pitcherE
placed upon its earsF
edge wise cicadas June Beetles let out long throbsF
and the people rounded out lives between the farmhouse the barnG
This ennobled them and they were famously resilient and in turnH
redolent with firmness the gladness of lifeI
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There was a Drive House a pig pen sheds a chicken coop and byJ
night stars became the earlier evening swallows gulping the space Left inK
the train of the moon There was no one Empress of the Night anymoreL
than a Prince or Kings towered across the landscapeM
Stillness and the largeness of things predominated and a hill cascadingN
between the fields pond held both largess and chaos in natureE
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A fence line divided the dynasties then Regencies across an orchardO
what seemed to many an enchanted bridge to the woodsF
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It was here a boy made his standP
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The language of rock hillside lakes nettle stands like the back of my handP
to fill a calendar wall their musical sounds are brave arias in wavesF
with sonatas first in strength then pleasureE
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This Frontenac Axis as fortress strong hold its booty lichens mossF
legends such as Meyer's Cave John Meyers murdered for silverE
Mazinaw Rock the MugwumpsF
more water in this Davy Jones locker than all ArabyJ
this wonder merriment all strung in a violin stringN
as webs of beads these lakesF
silver cisternH
lovely listeningN
this necklace of forest wreathQ
placid leaf fingering wide eyed watershed rich in Massasauga serpentsF
like daggers in that tarn karst topography lime stone carapaceF
Painted Turtle hemorrhaging as orange leaves in Sumac trovesF
copses as sky counts lakes like the back of my hand ache with the wishR
I could swim them all wallow in their own restless energyS
Snapping Turtle Point a pail of water and a beast three bucket sizesF
with a yellow underbelly like an alligator claws black raven mouthT
lunging his neck as some gladiator's sword primitive in his ferocityS
Nigh near lacerated my hand no wish here to leave digits there as newU
Finger LakesF
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Names masculine to the touch and their roundness MississageonU
Buckshot could pepper a listener or blur in seconds turning effeteV
Shabomeeka Sharbot or learn likeness and leisure in the form of theW
lute Kashwakemak sound brittle Rogue's Hollow MarlbankN
Lime Lake the Claire River disappearing into a swamp muskegN
where one maps out one's personal MythologyS
Napanee is and as AnthologyS

Paul Cameron Brown



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