No Possum, No Sop, No Taters Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AB CD EF GC HI JK LM NM MK OP QC RR

He is not here the old sunA
As absent as if we were asleepB
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The field is frozen The leaves are dryC
Bad is final in this lightD
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In this bleak air the broken stalksE
Have arms without hands They have trunksF
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Without legs or for that without headsG
They have heads in which a captive cryC
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Is merely the moving of a tongueH
Snow sparkles like eyesight falling to earthI
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Like seeing fallen brightly awayJ
The leaves hop scraping on the groundK
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It is deep January The sky is hardL
The stalks are firmly rooted in iceM
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It is in this solitude a syllableN
Out of these gawky flitteringsM
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Intones its single emptinessM
The savagest hollow of winter soundK
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It is here in this bad that we reachO
The last purity of the knowledge of goodP
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The crow looks rusty as he rises upQ
Bright is the malice in his eyeC
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One joins him there for companyR
But at a distance in another treeR

Wallace Stevens



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