Analysis of Here, Racing.
Douglas Blair 1951 (London)
There’s a silly sense
Of racing in these days
Lists too long
Rest too sparse.
This they call
Multi-tasking.
The pushy bastards.
Trying to reproduce ennui.
To the detriment
Of our Race.
Breeding their bad acts
Right up in one’s face.
Slow down pushed populace.
Slow down and live.
Join in Community.
Gladly give.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKJLMHN |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 10101 110011 111 111 111 1010 01010 10101010 10100 1101 10111 11011 111100 1101 100100 101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
| Characters | 376 |
| Words | 71 |
| Sentences | 14 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 16 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 15 |
| Words per line (avg) | 3 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 245 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 54 |
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Written on January 19, 2023
Submitted by dougb.72572 on January 19, 2023
Modified by dougb.72572 on January 19, 2023
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