Analysis of VII
Matthew Sean Markonis 1984 (Santa Barbara)
Bastard moon, you are,
the loveless moon, you are the loveless moon.
Your monotone surprises me,
the deep impressions of your face
discover lovelessness in me,
stained in silver petals, and
sallow bulbs glinting off black faces in the tar.
Wherever I am sad, you are, you saddle the French horse
of my loneliness—you possess me: I am reaching.
What is leftover remains in the skin,
the red, heated skin, the eyes of a stone-face,
the eyes of my heart, falling upon sleep!
Because you are the loveless moon, you are.
Scheme | ABCDCEAFGHDIA |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10111 0101110101 1100101 01010111 010101 1010100 11101110001 01011111110011 1110010111110 111001001 01101011011 0111110011 0111010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 517 |
Words | 100 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 403 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 91 |
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