Fugue Of Death Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKL BMANEFGOPD QRSTUV AMANGW OHNXXD BYHZNSNCNGOA2OH GO

Black milk of daybreak we drink it at nightfallA
we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at nightB
we drink it and drink itC
we are digging a grave in the sky it is ample to lie thereD
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writesE
he writes when the night falls to Germany your goldenF
hair MargareteG
he writes it and walks from the house the stars glitter heH
whistles his dogs upI
he whistles his Jews out and orders a grave to be dug inJ
the earthK
he commands us strike up for the danceL
-
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at nightB
we drink you in the morning at noon we drink you atM
nightfallA
drink you and drink youN
A man in the house he plays with the serpents he writesE
he writes when the night falls to Germany your goldenF
hair MargareteG
Your ashen hair Shulamith we are digging a grave in theO
sky it isP
ample to lie thereD
-
He shouts stab deeper in earth you there and you othersQ
you sing and you playR
he grabs at the iron in his belt and swings it and blue areS
his eyesT
stab deeper your spades you there and you others play onU
for the dancingV
-
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at nightfallA
we drink you at noon in the mornings we drink you atM
nightfallA
drink you and drink youN
a man in the house your golden hair MargareteG
your ashen hair Shulamith he plays with the serpentsW
-
He shouts play sweeter death's music death comes as aO
master from GermanyH
he shouts stroke darker the strings and as smoke youN
shall climb to the skyX
then you'll have a grave in the clouds it is ample to lieX
thereD
-
Black milk of daybreak we drink you at nightB
we drink you at noon death comes as a master fromY
GermanyH
we drink you at nightfall and morning we drink you andZ
drink youN
a master from Germany death comes with eyes that areS
blueN
with a bullet of lead he will hit in the mark he will hitC
youN
a man in the house your golden hair MargareteG
he hunts us down with his dogs in the sky he gives us aO
graveA2
he plays with the serpents and dreams death comes as aO
master from GermanyH
-
your golden hair MargareteG
your ashen hair ShulamithO

Paul Celan



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