Being Late Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFDGEHDIJKDDBHHH HHDBHHLEMNOHDPQRSTBU VTAWXHEY Z| Something dangerous is beginning | A |
| I am coming late to my own self | B |
| I made an appointment with my thoughts | C |
| the thoughts were snatched from me | D |
| I made an appointment with Faulkner | E |
| but they made me go to a banquet | F |
| I made an appointment with history | D |
| but a grass widow dragged me into bed | G |
| Worse than barbed wire | E |
| are birthday parties mine and others' | H |
| and roasted suckling pigs hold me | D |
| like a sprig of parsley between their teeth | I |
| Led away for good | J |
| to a life absolutely not my own | K |
| everything that I eat eats me | D |
| everything that I drink drinks me | D |
| I made an appointment with myself | B |
| but they invite me to feast on my own spareribs | H |
| I am garlanded from all sides | H |
| not by strings of bagels but by the holes of bagels | H |
| and I look like an anthology of zeros | H |
| Life gets broken into hundreds of lifelets | H |
| that exhaust and execute me | D |
| In order to get through to myself | B |
| I had to smash my body against others' | H |
| and my fragments my smithereens | H |
| are trampled by the roaring crowd | L |
| I am trying to glue myself together | E |
| but my arms are still severed | M |
| I'd write with my left leg | N |
| but both the left and the right | O |
| have run off in different directions | H |
| I don't know where is my body | D |
| And soul Did it really fly off | P |
| without a murmured 'good bye ' | Q |
| How do I break through to a faraway namesake | R |
| waiting for me in the cold somewhere | S |
| I've forgotten under which clock | T |
| I am waiting for myself | B |
| For those who don't know who they are | U |
| time does not exist | V |
| No one is under the clock | T |
| On the clock there is nothing | A |
| I am late for my appointment | W |
| with me There is no one | X |
| Nothing but cigarette butts | H |
| Only one flicker | E |
| A lonely dying spark | Y |
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| Translated by Albert C Todd | Z |
Yevgeny Yevtushenko
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