Widow Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDE FGHHG IJBKK LMNOP QJJJP ORSTR UVTWX YJZA2B2| Widow The word consumes itself | A |
| Body a sheet of newsprint on the fire | B |
| Levitating a numb minute in the updraft | C |
| Over the scalding red topography | D |
| That will put her heart out like an only eye | E |
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| Widow The dead syllable with its shadow | F |
| Of an echo exposes the panel in the wall | G |
| Behind which the secret passages lies stale air | H |
| Fusty remembrances the coiled spring stair | H |
| That opens at the top onto nothing at all | G |
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| Widow The bitter spider sits | I |
| And sits in the center of her loveless spokes | J |
| Death is the dress she wears her hat and collar | B |
| The moth face of her husband moonwhite and ill | K |
| Circles her like a prey she'd love to kill | K |
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| A second time to have him near again | L |
| A paper image to lay against her heart | M |
| The way she laid his letters till they grew warm | N |
| And seemed to give her warmth like a live skin | O |
| But it is she who is paper now warmed by no one | P |
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| Widow that great vacant estate | Q |
| The voice of God is full of draftiness | J |
| Promising simply the hard stars the space | J |
| Of immortal blankness between stars | J |
| And no bodies singing like arrows up to heaven | P |
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| Widow the compassionate trees bend in | O |
| The trees of loneliness the trees of mourning | R |
| They stand like shadows about the green landscape | S |
| Or even like black holes cut out of it | T |
| A widow resembles them a shadow thing | R |
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| Hand folding hand and nothing in between | U |
| A bodiless soul could pass another soul | V |
| In this clear air and never notice it | T |
| One soul pass through the other frail as smoke | W |
| And utterly ignorant of the way it took | X |
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| That is the fear she has the fear | Y |
| His soul may beat and be beating at her dull sense | J |
| Like Blue Mary's angel dovelike against a pane | Z |
| Blinded to all but the grey spiritless room | A2 |
| It looks in on and must go on looking in on | B2 |
Sylvia Plath
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