From The Women At Point Sur Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B CD A EF G A A DE F HA I AA A JF K LG B MD N OP B JAXII | A |
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Here were new idols again to praise him | B |
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I made them alive but when they looked up at the face before | C |
they had seen it they were drunken and fell down | D |
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I have seen and not fallen I am stronger than the idols | A |
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But my tongue is stone how could I speak him My blood in my | E |
veins is seawater how could it catch fire | F |
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The rock shining dark rays and the rounded | G |
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Crystal the ocean his beam of blackness and silence | A |
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Edged with azure bordered with voices | A |
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The moon her brittle tranquillity the great phantoms the foun | D |
tains of light the seed of the sky | E |
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Their plaintive splendors whistling to each other | F |
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There is nothing but shines though it shine darkness nothing but | H |
answers they are caught in the net of their voices | A |
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Though the voices be silence they are woven in the nerve warp | I |
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One people the stars and the people one structure the voids | A |
between stars the voids between atoms and the vacancy | A |
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In the atom in the rings of the spinning demons | A |
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Are full of that weaving one emptiness one presence who had | J |
watched all his splendor | F |
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Had known but a little all his night but a little | K |
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I made glass puppets to speak of him they splintered in my hand | L |
and have cut me they are heavy with my blood | G |
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But the jewel eyed herons have never beheld him | B |
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Nor heard nor the tall owl with cat's ears the bittern in the | M |
willows the squid in the rock in the silence of the ocean | D |
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The vulture that broods in the pitch of the blue | N |
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And sees the earth globed her edges dripping into rainbow twi | O |
lights eyed hungers blind fragments I sometime | P |
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Shall fashion images great enough to face him | B |
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A moment and speak while they die These here have gone mad | J |
but stammer the tragedy you crackled vessels | A |
Robinson Jeffers
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