Part 3 Of Trout Fishing In America Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C C D B E F C G H I J K L M N L O P Q G B C L R S T U V W G X Y A E Z G L A2 B2 W C2 S D2 D E2 W D2 L F2 G2 T L D H2 D L I2 L L B L L J2 K C2 K2 L2 F M2 N2 O2 G P2 R Q2 L C2 R2 L S2 F L A T2 A L2 U2 V2 M B2 W C L W W2 K X2 Y2 L K Z2 L K A3 P P C A W E2 A G B3 C3 A C2 C D B B W D3 D3 S W W K K K2 B E3 L K S2 F3 K G3 P P L B H3 D2 R N C2 G B G I3 B L S L S G J3| SEA SEA RIDER | A |
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| The man who owned the bookstore was not magic He was not a | B |
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| three legged crow on the dandelion side of the mountain | C |
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| He was of course a Jew a retired merchant seaman | C |
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| who had been torpedoed in the North Atlantic and floated | D |
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| there day after day until death did not want him He had a | B |
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| young wife a heart attack a Volkswagen and a home in | E |
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| Marin County He liked the works of George Orwell Richard | F |
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| Aldington and Edmund Wilson | C |
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| He learned about life at sixteen first from Dostoevsky | G |
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| and then from the whores of New Orleans | H |
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| The bookstore was a parking lot for used graveyards | I |
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| Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars | J |
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| Most of the kooks were out of print and no one wanted to | K |
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| read them any more and the people who had read the books | L |
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| had died or forgotten about them but through the organic | M |
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| process of music the books had become virgins again They | N |
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| wore their ancient copyrights like new maidenheads | L |
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| I went to the bookstore in the afternoons after I got off | O |
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| work during that terrible year of | P |
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| He had a kitchen in the back of the store and he brewed | Q |
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| cups of thick Turkish coffee in a copper pan I drank coffee | G |
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| and read old books and waited for the year to end He had a | B |
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| small room above the kitchen | C |
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| It looked down on the bookstore and had Chinese screens | L |
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| in front of it The room contained a couch a glass cabinet | R |
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| with Chinese things in it and a table and three chairs There | S |
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| was a tiny bathroom fastened like a watch fob to the room | T |
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| I was sitting on a stool in the bookstore one afternoon | U |
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| reading a book that was in the shape of a chalice The book | V |
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| had clear pages like gin and the first page in the book read | W |
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| Billy | G |
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| the Kid | X |
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| born | Y |
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| November | A |
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| in | E |
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| New York | Z |
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| City | G |
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| The owner of the bookstore came up to me and put his | L |
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| arm on my shoulder and said Would you like to get laid | A2 |
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| His voice was very kind | B2 |
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| No I said | W |
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| You're wrong he said and then without saying anything | C2 |
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| else he went out in front of the bookstore and stopped a pair | S |
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| of total strangers a man and a woman He talked to them for | D2 |
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| a few moments I couldn't hear what he was saying He pointed | D |
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| at me in the bookstore The woman nodded her head and | E2 |
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| then the man nodded his head | W |
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| They came into the bookstore | D2 |
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| I was embarrassed I could not leave the bookstore because | L |
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| they were entering by the only door so I decided to go | F2 |
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| upstairs and go to the toilet I got up abruptly and walked | G2 |
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| to the back of the bookstore and went upstairs to the bathroom | T |
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| and they followed after me I could hear them on the stairs | L |
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| I waited for a long time in the bathroom and they waited | D |
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| an equally long time in the other room They never spoke | H2 |
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| When I came out of the bathroom the woman was lying naked | D |
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| on the couch and the man was sitting in a chair with his | L |
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| hat on his lap | I2 |
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| Don't worry about him the girl said These things | L |
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| make no difference to him He's rich He has Rolls | L |
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| Royces The girl was very pretty and her body was like a | B |
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| clear mountain river of skin and muscle flowing over rocks | L |
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| of bone and hidden nerves | L |
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| Come to me she said And come inside me for we are | J2 |
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| Aquarius and I love you | K |
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| I looked at the man sitting in the chair He was not smiling | C2 |
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| and he did not look sad | K2 |
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| I took off my shoes and all my clothes The man did not | L2 |
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| say a word | F |
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| The girl's body moved ever so slightly from side to side | M2 |
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| There was nothing else I could do for my body was like | N2 |
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| birds sitting on a telephone wire strung out down the world | O2 |
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| clouds tossing the wires carefully | G |
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| I laid the girl | P2 |
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| It was like the eternal th second when it becomes a minute | R |
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| and then looks kind of sheepish | Q2 |
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| Good the girl said and kissed me on the face | L |
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| The man sat there without speaking or moving or sending | C2 |
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| out any emotion into the room I guess he was rich and owned | R2 |
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| Rolls Royces | L |
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| Afterwards the girl got dressed and she and the man left | S2 |
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| They walked down the stairs and on their way out I heard | F |
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| him say his first words | L |
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| Would you like to go to Emie's for dinner | A |
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| I don't know the girl said It's a little early to think | T2 |
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| about dinner | A |
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| Then I heard the door close and they were gone I got | L2 |
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| dressed and went downstairs The flesh about my body felt | U2 |
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| soft and relaxed like an experiment in functional background | V2 |
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| music | M |
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| The owner of the bookstore was sitting at his desk behind | B2 |
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| the counter I' tell you what happened up there he said | W |
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| in a beautiful anti three legged crow voice in an anti dandelion | C |
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| side of the mountain voice | L |
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| What I said | W |
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| You fought in the Spanish Civil War You were a young | W2 |
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| Communist from Cleveland Ohio She was a painter A New | K |
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| York Jew who was sightseeing in the Spanish Civil War as if | X2 |
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| it were the Mardi Gras in New Orleans being acted out by | Y2 |
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| Greek statues | L |
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| She was drawing a picture of a dead anarchist when you | K |
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| met her She asked you to stand beside the anarchist and act | Z2 |
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| as if you had killed him You slapped her across the face | L |
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| and said something that would be embarrassing for me to | K |
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| repeat | A3 |
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| You both fell very much in love | P |
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| Once while you were at the front she read Anatomy of | P |
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| Melancholy and did drawings of a lemon | C |
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| Your love for each other was mostly spiritual Neither | A |
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| one of you performed like millionaires in bed | W |
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| When Barcelona fell you and she flew to England and | E2 |
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| then took a ship back to New York Your love for each other | A |
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| remained in Spain It was only a war love You loved only | G |
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| yourselves loving each other in Spain during the war On | B3 |
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| the Atlantic you were different toward each other and became | C3 |
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| every day more and more like people lost from each other | A |
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| Every wave on the Atlantic was like a dead seagull dragging | C2 |
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| its driftwood artillery from horizon to horizon | C |
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| When the ship bumped up against America you departed | D |
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| without saying anything and never saw each other again The | B |
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| last I heard of you you were still living in Philadelphia | B |
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| That's what you think happened up there I said | W |
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| Partly he said Yes that's part of it | D3 |
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| He took out his pipe and filled it with tobacco and lit it | D3 |
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| Do you want me to tell you what else happened up there | S |
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| he said | W |
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| Go ahead | W |
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| You crossed the border into Mexico he said You | K |
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| rode your horse into a small town The people knew who | K |
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| you were and they were afraid of you They knew you had | K2 |
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| killed many men with that gun you wore at your side The | B |
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| town itself was so small that it didn't have a priest | E3 |
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| When the rurales saw you they left the town Tough as | L |
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| they were they did not want to have anything to do with you | K |
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| The rurales left | S2 |
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| You became the most powerful man in town | F3 |
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| You were seduced by a thirteen year old girl and you | K |
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| and she lived together in an adobe hut and practically all | G3 |
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| you did was make love | P |
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| She was slender and had long dark hair You made love | P |
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| standing sitting lying on the dirt floor with pigs and chickens | L |
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| around you The walls the floor and even the roof of the | B |
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| hut were coated with your sperm and her come | H3 |
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| You slept on the floor at night and used your sperm for | D2 |
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| a pillow and her come for a blanket | R |
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| The people in the town were so afraid of you that they | N |
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| could do nothing | C2 |
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| After a while she started going around town without any | G |
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| clothes on and the people of the town said that it was not a | B |
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| good thing and when you started going around without any | G |
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| clothes and when both of you began making love on the back | I3 |
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| of your horse in the middle of the zocalo the people of the | B |
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| town became so afraid that they abandoned the town It's | L |
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| been abandoned ever since People won't live there | S |
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| Neither of you lived to be twenty one It was not neces | L |
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| sary | S |
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| See I do know what happened upstairs he said He | G |
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| smiled at | J3 |
Richard Brautigan
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