Part 6 Of Trout Fishing In America Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D A E F G F H H G I J K L M N O K P Q R S T T U V W X A Y Y Z A2 A M B2 H E C2 I D2 E2 I P F2 G2 F2 I H2 T I2 J2 K2 L2 M2 B N2 O2 F H P2 N2 A Q2 K2 J R2 R2 S2 S H T2 U2 D2 V2 E M W2 X2 Y2 Z2 R2 S2 Y K2 M A3 E2 H2 U2 B3 U H C3 M H2 I C3 B2 J2 D3 R2 E E U T E3 T2 F3 T2 P2 B G3 J E G3THE HUNCHBACK TROUT | A |
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The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew | B |
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too close together The creek was like telephone | C |
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booths in a row with high Victorian ceilings and all the doors | D |
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taken off and all the backs of the booths knocked out | A |
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Sometimes when I went fishing in there I felt just like a | E |
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telephone repairman even though I did not look like one I | F |
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was only a kid covered with fishing tackle but in some | G |
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strange way by going in there and catching a few trout I | F |
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kept the telephones in service I was an asset to society | H |
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It was pleasant work but at times it made me uneasy | H |
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It could grow dark in there instantly when there were some | G |
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clouds in the sky and they worked their way onto the sun | I |
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Then you almost needed candles to fish by and foxfire in | J |
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your reflexes | K |
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Once I was in there when it started raining It was dark | L |
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and hot and steamy I was of course on overtime I had that | M |
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going in my favor I caught seven trout in fifteen minutes | N |
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The trout in those telephone booths were good fellows | O |
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There were a lot of young cutthroat trout six to nine inches | K |
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long perfect pan size for local calls Sometimes there | P |
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were a few fellows eleven inches or so for the long dis | Q |
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tance calls | R |
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I've always liked cutthroat trout They put up a good fight | S |
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running against the bottom and then broad jumping Under | T |
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their throats they fly the orange banner of Jack the Ripper | T |
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Also in the creek were a few stubborn rainbow trout sel | U |
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dom heard from but there all the same like certified pub | V |
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lic accountants I'd catch one every once in a while They | W |
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were fat and chunky almost as wide as they were long I've | X |
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heard those trout called squire trout | A |
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It used to take me about an hour to hitchhike to that creek | Y |
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There was a river nearby The river wasn't much The creek | Y |
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was where I punched in Leaving my card above the clock | Z |
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I'd punch out again when it was time to go home | A2 |
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I remember the afternoon I caught the hunchback trout | A |
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A farmer gave me a ride in a truck He picked me up at | M |
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a traffic signal beside a bean field and he never said a word | B2 |
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to me | H |
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His stopping and picking me up and driving me down the | E |
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road was as automatic a thing to him as closing the barn | C2 |
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door nothing need be said about it but still I was in motion | I |
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traveling thirty five miles an hour down the road watching | D2 |
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houses and groves of trees go by watching chickens and | E2 |
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mailboxes enter and pass through my vision | I |
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Then I did not see any houses for a while This is where | P |
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I get out I said | F2 |
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The farmer nodded his head The truck stopped | G2 |
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Thanks a lot I said | F2 |
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The farmer did not ruin his audition for the Metropolitan | I |
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Opera by making a sound He just nodded his head again | H2 |
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The truck started up He was the original silent old farmer | T |
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A little while later I was punching in at the creek I put | I2 |
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my card above the clock and went into that long tunnel of | J2 |
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telephone booths | K2 |
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I waded about seventy three telephone booths in I caught | L2 |
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two trout in a little hole that was like a wagon wheel It was | M2 |
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one of my favorite holes and always good for a trout or two | B |
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I always like to think of that hole as a kind of pencil | N2 |
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sharpener I put my reflexes in and they came back out with | O2 |
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a good point on them Over a period of a couple of years I | F |
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must have caught fifty trout in that hole though it was only | H |
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as big as a wagon wheel | P2 |
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I was fishing with salmon eggs and using a size single | N2 |
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egg hook on a pound and a quarter test tippet The two trout | A |
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lay in my creel covered entirely by green ferns ferns made | Q2 |
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gentle and fragile by the damp walls of telephone booths | K2 |
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The next good place was forty five telephone booths in | J |
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The place was at the end of a run of gravel brown and slip | R2 |
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pery with algae The run of gravel dropped off and disap | R2 |
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peared at a little shelf where there were some white rocks | S2 |
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One of the rocks was kind of strange It was a flat white | S |
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rock Off by itself from the other rocks it reminded me | H |
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of a white cat I had seen in my childhood | T2 |
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The cat had fallen or been thrown off a high wooden side | U2 |
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walk that went along the side of a hill in Tacoma Washing | D2 |
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ton The cat was lying in a parking lot below | V2 |
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The fall had not appreciably helped the thickness of the | E |
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cat and then a few people had parked their cars on the cat | M |
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Of course that was a long time ago and the cars looked dif | W2 |
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ferent from the way they look now | X2 |
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You hardly see those cars any more They are the old | Y2 |
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cars They have to get off the highway because they can't | Z2 |
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keep up | R2 |
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That flat white rock off by itself from the other rocks | S2 |
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reminded me of that dead cat come to lie there in the creek | Y |
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among telephone booths | K2 |
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I threw out a salmon egg and let it drift down over that | M |
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rock and WHAM a good hit and I had the fish on and it ran | A3 |
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hard downstream cutting at an angle and staying deep and | E2 |
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really coming on hard solid and uncompromising and then | H2 |
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the fish jumped and for a second I thought it was a frog I'd | U2 |
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never seen a fish like that before | B3 |
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God damn What the hell | U |
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The fish ran deep again and I could feel its life energy | H |
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screaming back up the line to my hand The line felt like | C3 |
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sound It was like an ambulance siren coming straight at | M |
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me red light flashing and then going away again and then | H2 |
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taking to the air and becoming an air raid siren | I |
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The fish jumped a few more times and it still looked like | C3 |
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a frog but it didn't have any legs Then the fish grew tired | B2 |
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and sloppy and I swung and splashed it up the surface of | J2 |
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the creek and into my net | D3 |
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The fish was a twelve inch rainbow trout with a huge hump | R2 |
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on its back A hunchback trout The first I'd ever seen The | E |
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hump was probably due to an injury that occurred when the | E |
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trout was young Maybe a horse stepped on it or a tree fell | U |
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over in a storm or its mother spawned where they were | T |
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building a bridge | E3 |
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There was a fine thing about that trout I only wish I could | T2 |
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have made a death mask of him Not of his body though but | F3 |
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of his energy I don't know if anyone would have understood | T2 |
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his body I put it in my creel | P2 |
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Later in the afternoon when the telephone booths began to | B |
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grow dark at the edges I punched out of the creek and went | G3 |
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home I had that hunchback trout for dinner Wrapped in | J |
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cornmeal and fried in butter its hump tasted sweet as the | E |
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kisses of Esmeralda | G3 |
Richard Brautigan
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