Flowers For Grandmother Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABAC DEAF GHIJ KLLA MLHL NLLO APGQ LRLS TUHV WXHY ZA2L HA2B2C2 D2E2AA F2G2H2I2 AGLJ2 K2LAL2J2M2MN2 UJ2HO2 LLLN2| I came to the cemetery in the hazy heat of autumn | A |
| where the crosses creak as they split | B |
| to my grandmother Maria Iosefovna | A |
| and bought flowers at the gate | C |
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| In the era of silent movies Grandmother's braids | D |
| were formed into a tight wreath | E |
| and neighbor ladies in the smoke filled kitchen | A |
| called her the Commissar | F |
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| My grandmother beat me very little | G |
| A shame that her hand grew tired of beating | H |
| for in the opinion of a bathhouse attendant | I |
| I deserved nothing but boiling water | J |
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| I teased her cat in utter bliss | K |
| to be sure no one called me a sissy | L |
| I swapped her eight volumes of history | L |
| for three volumes of Man and Woman | A |
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| A great soccer game was at hand | M |
| Yugoslavia versus the USSR | L |
| I filched her gold wedding ring | H |
| after hiding secretly in the chiffonier | L |
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| And that ring heavy and reddish | N |
| from Grandfather's finger who is no more | L |
| got into the clutches of a speculator | L |
| for a mere standing room ticket | O |
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| My grandmother Maria Iosefovna | A |
| by merely biting the edge of her lip | P |
| so chilled the soup on the table | G |
| it was covered with Siberian ice | Q |
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| In front of a Robert Taylor poster | L |
| back in ration card times | R |
| she slipped on the ice by the bakery | L |
| and lost consciousness | S |
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| And with two fingers raised | T |
| white faced like the Old Believer Morozova | U |
| she repeated only one thing | H |
| 'Be thou accursed ' and I was | V |
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| Hiding behind the primus stove I thought | W |
| that Grannie for sure from spite | X |
| only pretended to be dying | H |
| She punished me and died | Y |
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| To the neighbor's record Rio Rita | Z |
| she fixed her stare straight up | A2 |
| and all the relatives implored me | L |
| 'Confess Confess Confess ' | - |
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| They continued to curse without stopping | H |
| from right and left I was fed up | A2 |
| But Grandmother's curse | B2 |
| alone stuck in my heart | C2 |
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| And the ring staring through the loamy soil | D2 |
| torments avenges and glitters from out of the bones | E2 |
| Remove your curse from me Grannie | A |
| don't be sorry for me but for my children | A |
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| The guilty gentle flowers I | F2 |
| place on the grave in silence | G2 |
| It never enters my mind | H2 |
| that their stems are suspiciously short | I2 |
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| By the small gray gravestone | A |
| knowing all that goes on with people | G |
| Mother whispers so Grandmother won't hear | L |
| They steal flowers for resale here Break the stems | J2 |
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| All of us are caught up in resale | K2 |
| Perhaps I had brought as my gesture | L |
| flowers whose stems had once been broken | A |
| but which had been cut clean at the break | L2 |
| It makes one shudder in the subway or on a trolleybus | J2 |
| to see a couple cheek to cheek | M2 |
| with all the stems in the young girl's happy hand | M |
| covered with cemetery clay | N2 |
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| All broken stems get cut off | U |
| and in the shadow of departed shadows | J2 |
| tragic is the sale of suffering | H |
| but the resale is yet more tragic | O2 |
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| If there is a tiny mercenary dropp in me | L |
| then I don't belong to my family | L |
| Put a curse on me once more Grandmother | L |
| and never take that curse away | N2 |
Yevgeny Yevtushenko
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