The Detective Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGDGH DBGIJ HGGKL MNOPH BQRSO TGUBV GWBGG| What was she doing when it blew in | A |
| Over the seven hills the red furrow the blue mountain | B |
| Was she arranging cups It is important | C |
| Was she at the window listening | D |
| In that valley the train shrieks echo like souls on hooks | E |
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| That is the valley of death though the cows thrive | F |
| In her garden the lies were shaking out their moist silks | G |
| And the eyes of the killer moving sluglike and sidelong | D |
| Unable to face the fingers those egotists | G |
| The fingers were tamping a woman into a wall | H |
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| A body into a pipe and the smoke rising | D |
| This is the smell of years burning here in the kitchen | B |
| These are the deceits tacked up like family photographs | G |
| And this is a man look at his smile | I |
| The death weapon No one is dead | J |
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| There is no body in the house at all | H |
| There is the smell of polish there are plush carpets | G |
| There is the sunlight playing its blades | G |
| Bored hoodlum in a red room | K |
| Where the wireless talks to itself like an elderly relative | L |
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| Did it come like an arrow did it come like a knife | M |
| Which of the poisons is it | N |
| Which of the nerve curlers the convulsors Did it electrify | O |
| This is a case without a body | P |
| The body does not come into it at all | H |
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| It is a case of vaporization | B |
| The mouth first its absence reported | Q |
| In the second year It had been insatiable | R |
| And in punishment was hung out like brown fruit | S |
| To wrinkle and dry | O |
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| The breasts next | T |
| These were harder two white stones | G |
| The milk came yellow then blue and sweet as water | U |
| There was no absence of lips there were two children | B |
| But their bones showed and the moon smiled | V |
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| Then the dry wood the gates | G |
| The brown motherly furrows the whole estate | W |
| We walk on air Watson | B |
| There is only the moon embalmed in phosphorus | G |
| There is only a crow in a tree Make notes | G |
Sylvia Plath
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