History Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIJKLME

History has to live with what was hereA
clutching and close to fumbling all we hadB
it is so dull and gruesome how we dieC
unlike writing life never finishesD
Abel was finished death is not remoteE
a flash in the pan electrifies the skepticF
his cows crowding like skulls against high voltage wireG
his baby crying all night like a new machineH
As in our Bibles white faced predatoryI
the beautiful mist drunken hunter's moon ascendsJ
a child could give it a face two holes two holesK
my eyes my mouth between them a skull's no noseL
O there's a terrifying innocence in my faceM
drenched with the silver salvage of the mornfrostE

Robert Lowell



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