A Postcard From The Volcano Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEF AGH IJK LMN OJI JPJ QRO

Children picking up our bonesA
Will never know that these were onceB
As quick as foxes on the hillC
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And that in autumn when the grapesD
Made sharp air sharper by their smellE
These had a being breathing frostF
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And least will guess that with our bonesA
We left much more left what still isG
The look of things left what we feltH
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At what we saw The spring clouds blowI
Above the shuttered mansion houseJ
Beyond our gate and the windy skyK
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Cries out a literate despairL
We knew for long the mansion's lookM
And what we said of it becameN
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A part of what it is ChildrenO
Still weaving budded aureolesJ
Will speak our speech and never knowI
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Will say of the mansion that it seemsJ
As if he that lived there left behindP
A spirit storming in blank wallsJ
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A dirty house in a gutted worldQ
A tatter of shadows peaked to whiteR
Smeared with the gold of the opulent sunO

Wallace Stevens



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