A Child Said, What Is The Grass? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCD EF GHDI JF KLMNOP Q RSTUVV WXSY ZYA2 SFA2V SUF B2C2D2CE2 F2UG2

A child said What is the grass fetching it to me with fullA
handsB
How could I answer the child I do not know what itC
is any more than heD
-
I guess it must be the flag of my disposition out of hopefulE
green stuff wovenF
-
Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the LordG
A scented gift and remembrancer designedly droppedH
Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners that weD
may see and remark and say WhoseI
-
Or I guess the grass is itself a child the produced babeJ
of the vegetationF
-
Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphicK
And it means Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrowL
zonesM
Growing among black folks as among whiteN
Kanuck Tuckahoe Congressman Cuff I give them theO
same I receive them the sameP
-
And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of gravesQ
-
Tenderly will I use you curling grassR
It may be you transpire from the breasts of young menS
It may be if I had known them I would have loved themT
It may be you are from old people and from women andU
from offspring taken soon out of their mother's lapsV
And here you are the mother's lapsV
-
This grass is very dark to be from the white heads of oldW
mothersX
Darker than the colorless beards of old menS
Dark to come from under the faint red roofs of mouthsY
-
O I perceive after all so many uttering tonguesZ
And I perceive they do not come from the roofs of mouthsY
for nothingA2
-
I wish I could translate the hints about the dead young menS
and womenF
And the hints about old men and mothers and the offspringA2
taken soon out of their lapsV
-
What do you think has become of the young and old menS
What do you think has become of the women andU
childrenF
-
They are alive and well somewhereB2
The smallest sprouts show there is really no deathC2
And if ever there was it led forward life and does not waitD2
at the end to arrest itC
And ceased the moment life appearedE2
-
All goes onward and outward and nothing collapsesF2
And to die is different from what any one supposed andU
luckierG2

Walt Whitman



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