Insect. Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEF

We do not grasp ourselves but still drift onA
As aimless as a mote in the warm airB
Whose senses take the sweetness of the timeC
And in a moment let existence goD
Its tiny death squeak an indefinite thingE
Recorded in the general ear of GodF

Robert Crawford



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