The House In The Woods Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AA BA CD EF GH IJ KA LD MN NO PQ FR ST UV WX YD ZA2 B2C2 DD2At the back of the houses there is the wood | A |
While there is a leaf of summer left the wood | A |
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Makes sounds I can put somewhere in my song | B |
Has paths I can walk when I wake to good | A |
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Or evil to the cage to the oven to the House | C |
In the Wood It is a part of life or of the story | D |
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We make of life But after the last leaf | E |
The last light for each year is leafless | F |
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Each day lightless at the last the wood begins | G |
Its serious existence it has no path | H |
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No house no story it resists comparison | I |
One clear repeated lapping gurgle like a spoon | J |
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Or a glass breathing is the brook | K |
The wood's fouled midnight water If I walk into the wood | A |
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As far as I can walk I come to my own door | L |
The door of the House in the Wood It opens silently | D |
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On the bed is something covered something humped | M |
Asleep there awake there but what I do not know | N |
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I look I lie there and yet I do not know | N |
How far out my great echoing clumsy limbs | O |
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Stretch surrounded only by space For time has struck | P |
All the clocks are stuck now for how many lives | Q |
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On the same second Numbed wooden motionless | F |
We are far under the surface of the night | R |
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Nothing comes down so deep but sound a car freight cars | S |
A high soft droning drawn out like a wire | T |
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Forever and ever is this the sound that Bunyan heard | U |
So that he thought his bowels would burst within him | V |
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Drift on on into nothing Then someone screams | W |
A scream like an old knife sharpened into nothing | X |
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It is only a nightmare No one wakes up nothing happens | Y |
Except there is gooseflesh over my whole body | D |
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And that too after a little while is gone | Z |
I lie here like a cut off limb the stump the limb has left | A2 |
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Here at the bottom of the world what was before the world | B2 |
And will be after holds me to its back | C2 |
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Breasts and rocks me the oven is cold the cage is empty | D |
In the House in the Wood the witch and her child sleep | D2 |
Randall Jarrell
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