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The Man With The Blue Guitar Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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as green	A
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They said 'You have a blue guitar	B
You do not play things as they are '	-
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The man replied 'Things as they are	B
Are changed upon the blue guitar '	-
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And they said then 'But play you must	C
A tune beyond us yet ourselves	D
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A tune upon the blue guitar	B
Of things exactly as they are '	-
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II	-
I cannot bring a world quite round	E
Although I patch it as I can	F
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I sing a hero's head large eye	G
And bearded bronze but not a man	F
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Although I patch him as I can	F
And reach through him almost to man	F
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If to serenade almost to man	F
Is to miss by that things as they are	B
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Say it is the serenade	H
Of a man that plays a blue guitar	B
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III	-
Ah but to play man number one	I
To drive the dagger in his heart	J
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To lay his brain upon the board	K
And pick the acrid colors out	L
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To nail his thought across the door	M
Its wings spread wide to rain and snow	N
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To strike his living hi and ho	N
To tick it tock it turn it true	O
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To bang from it a savage blue	O
Jangling the metal of the strings	P
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IV	-
So that's life then things as they are	B
It picks its way on the blue guitar	B
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A million people on one string	Q
And all their manner in the thing	Q
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And all their manner right and wrong	R
And all their manner weak and strong	R
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The feelings crazily craftily call	S
Like a buzzing of flies in autumn air	T
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And that's life then things as they are	B
This buzzing of the blue guitar	B
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V	-
Do not speak to us of the greatness of poetry	-
Of the torches wisping in the underground	E
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Of the structure of vaults upon a point of light	U
There are no shadows in our sun	I
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Day is desire and night is sleep	V
There are no shadows anywhere	T
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The earth for us is flat and bare	T
There are no shadows Poetry	-
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Exceeding music must take the place	W
Of empty heaven and its hymns	X
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Ourselves in poetry must take their place	W
Even in the chattering of your guitar	B
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VI	-
A tune beyond us as we are	B
Yet nothing changed by the blue guitar	B
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Ourselves in the tune as if in space	W
Yet nothing changed except the place	W
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Of things as they are and only the place	W
As you play them on the blue guitar	B
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Placed so beyond the compass of change	Y
Perceived in a final atmosphere	Z
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For a moment final in the way	A2
The thinking of art seems final when	B2
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The thinking of god is smoky dew	O
The tune is space The blue guitar	B
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Becomes the place of things as they are	B
A composing of senses of the guitar	B
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VII	-
It is the sun that shares our works	C2
The moon shares nothing It is a sea	-
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When shall I come to say of the sun	I
It is a sea it shares nothing	Q
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The sun no longer shares our works	C2
And the earth is alive with creeping men	B2
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Mechanical beetles never quite warm	D2
And shall I then stand in the sun as now	E2
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I stand in the moon and call it good	F2
The immaculate the merciful good	F2
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Detached from us from things as they are	B
Not to be part of the sun To stand	G2
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Remote and call it merciful	H2
The strings are cold on the blue guitar	B
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VIII	-
The vivid florid turgid sky	-
The drenching thunder rolling by	-
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The morning deluged still by night	U
The clouds tumultuously bright	U
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And the feeling heavy in cold chords	I2
Struggling toward impassioned choirs	J2
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Crying among the clouds enraged	K2
By gold antagonists in air	T
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I know my lazy leaden twang	L2
Is like the reason in a storm	D2
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And yet it brings the storm to bear	T
I twang it out and leave it there	T
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IX	J2
And the color the overcast blue	O
Of the air in which the blue guitar	B
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Is a form described but difficult	M2
And I am merely a shadow hunched	N2
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Above the arrowy still strings	J2
The maker of a thing yet to be made	H
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The color like a thought that grows	J2
Out of a mood the tragic robe	O2
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Of the actor half his gesture half	-
His speech the dress of his meaning silk	P2
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Sodden with his melancholy words	J2
The weather of his stage himself	-
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X	J2
Raise reddest columns Toll a bell	Q2
And clap the hollows full of tin	R2
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Throw papers in the streets the wills	J2
Of the dead majestic in their seals	J2
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And the beautiful trombones behold	S2
The approach of him whom none believes	J2
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Whom all believe that all believe	-
A pagan in a varnished care	T
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Roll a drum upon the blue guitar	B
Lean from the steeple Cry aloud	T2
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'Here am I my adversary that	U2
Confront you hoo ing the slick trombones	J2
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Yet with a petty misery	-
At heart a petty misery	-
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Ever the prelude to your end	V2
The touch that topples men and rock '	-
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XV	-
Is this picture of Picasso's this 'hoard	V2
Of destructions' a picture of ourselves	J2
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Now an image of our society	V2
Do I sit deformed a naked egg	W2
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Catching at Good bye harvest moon	X2
Without seeing the harvest or the moon	X2
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Things as they are have been destroyed	V2
Have I Am I a man that is dead	V2
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At a table on which the food is cold	V2
Is my thought a memory not alive	-
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Is the spot on the floor there wine or blood	V2
And whichever it may be is it mine	Y2
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XXIII	J2
A few final solutions like a duet	V2
With the undertaker a voice in the clouds	J2
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Another on earth the one a voice	J2
Of ether the other smelling of drink	Z2
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The voice of ether prevailing the swell	Q2
Of the undertaker's song in the snow	N
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Apostrophizing wreaths the voice	J2
In the clouds serene and final next	V2
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The grunted breath scene and final	H2
The imagined and the real thought	V2
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And the truth Dichtung und Wahrheit all	S
Confusion solved as in a refrain	A3
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One keeps on playing year by year	Z
Concerning the nature of things as they are	B
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XXX	J2
From this I shall evolve a man	F
This is his essence the old fantoche	B3
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Hanging his shawl upon the wind	V2
Like something on the stage puffed out	V2
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His strutting studied through centuries	J2
At last in spite of his manner his eye	-
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A cock at the cross piece on a pole	C3
Supporting heavy cables slung	D3
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Through Oxidia banal suburb	E3
One half of all its installments paid	V2
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Dew dapper clapper traps blazing	Q
From crusty stacks above machines	J2
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Ecce Oxidia is the seed	V2
Dropped out of this amber ember pod	V2
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Oxidia is the soot of fire	F3
Oxidia is Olympia	G3
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XXXI	J2
How long and late the pheasant sleeps	J2
The employer and employee contend	V2
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Combat compose their droll affair	T
The bubbling sun will bubble up	H3
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Spring sparkle and the cock bird shriek	I3
The employer and employee will hear	J3
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And continue their affair The shriek	I3
Will rack the thickets There is no place	J2
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Here for the lark fixed in the mind	V2
In the museum of the sky The cock	K3
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Will claw sleep Morning is not sun	I
It is this posture of the nerves	J2
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As if a blunted player clutched	V2
The nuances of the blue guitar	B
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It must be this rhapsody or none	I
The rhapsody of things as they are	B
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XXXII	J2
Throw away the lights the definitions	J2
And say of what you see in the dark	L3
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That it is this or that it is that	V2
But do not use the rotted names	J2
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How should you walk in that space and know	N
Nothing of the madness of space	J2
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Nothing of its jocular procreations	J2
Throw the lights away Nothing must stand	V2
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Between you and the shapes you take	M3
When the crust of shape has been destroyed	V2
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You as you are You are yourself	-
The blue guitar surprises you	O
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XXXIII	J2
That generation's dream aviled	V2
In the mud in Monday's dirty light	V2
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That's it the only dream they knew	O
Time in its final block not time	N3
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To come a wrangling of two dreams	J2
Here is the bread of time to come	O3
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Here is its actual stone The bread	V2
Will be our bread the stone will be	V2
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Our bed and we shall sleep by night	V2
We shall forget by day except	V2
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The moments when we choose to play	A2
The imagined pine the imagined jay	A2