Waking In The Blue Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEDEFGE DHIJHEKLCMEDNKOE PQNER S ETJUDV EWXYZDA2A2EZD| The night attendant a B U sophomore | A |
| rouses from the mare's nest of his drowsy head | B |
| propped on The Meaning of Meaning | C |
| He catwalks down our corridor | D |
| Azure day | E |
| makes my agonized blue window bleaker | D |
| Crows maunder on the petrified fairway | E |
| Absence My hearts grows tense | F |
| as though a harpoon were sparring for the kill | G |
| This is the house for the quot mentally ill quot | E |
| - | |
| What use is my sense of humour | D |
| I grin at Stanley now sunk in his sixties | H |
| once a Harvard all American fullback | I |
| if such were possible | J |
| still hoarding the build of a boy in his twenties | H |
| as he soaks a ramrod | E |
| with a muscle of a seal | K |
| in his long tub | L |
| vaguely urinous from the Victorian plumbing | C |
| A kingly granite profile in a crimson gold cap | M |
| worn all day all night | E |
| he thinks only of his figure | D |
| of slimming on sherbert and ginger ale | N |
| more cut off from words than a seal | K |
| This is the way day breaks in Bowditch Hall at McLean's | O |
| the hooded night lights bring out quot Bobbie quot | E |
| Porcellian ' | - |
| a replica of Louis XVI | P |
| without the wig | Q |
| redolent and roly poly as a sperm whale | N |
| as he swashbuckles about in his birthday suit | E |
| and horses at chairs | R |
| - | |
| These victorious figures of bravado ossified young | S |
| - | |
| In between the limits of day | E |
| hours and hours go by under the crew haircuts | T |
| and slightly too little nonsensical bachelor twinkle | J |
| of the Roman Catholic attendants | U |
| There are no Mayflower | D |
| screwballs in the Catholic Church | V |
| - | |
| After a hearty New England breakfast | E |
| I weigh two hundred pounds | W |
| this morning Cock of the walk | X |
| I strut in my turtle necked French sailor's jersey | Y |
| before the metal shaving mirrors | Z |
| and see the shaky future grow familiar | D |
| in the pinched indigenous faces | A2 |
| of these thoroughbred mental cases | A2 |
| twice my age and half my weight | E |
| We are all old timers | Z |
| each of us holds a locked razor | D |
Robert Lowell
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