Analysis of Whet
Roberto Suárez Torres 1983 (New York)
Quick roil strong winds, plump rain, or sudden snow;
bellows like a bull's flicked tongue in and out,
plumes of this smoke steal what little lights sprout
powerless in a sole breath lying low.
Rambling vagabonds, by land or by sea
pitch black is the night that to us has spun...
on sands that drip flame hotter than the sun,
thereof stranded oars of the thickest tree.
Alive and whetted do none hear the screams,
for still are halls in a mansion of pain;
oh, but how wide does the gate bid downstream,
like the wings open and firm of doves fain
in their nest deaf, to what the oscine stream
when they yearn for which of rind yet might grain.
Scheme | ABBA CDDC XEF EFE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111111101 1010111001 1111111011 1000011101 1010011111 1110111111 1111110101 110110101 0101011101 1111001011 1111101111 1011001111 011111011 1111111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 644 |
Words | 133 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 3, 3 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 36 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 126 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Written on October 21, 2022
Submitted by robertrad2021 on October 21, 2022
Modified by robertrad2021 on September 15, 2023
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