Analysis of Writing While I Mourn

Latin X 1967 (Philadelphia)



This is the way I mourn.

Writing for the forlorn.

Writing to heal my internal wounds .

Writing uplift’s my mood.

What would I do without this ability?

I’d be like a dancer with no agility.

I’d be like an artist without an easel.

I’d be lost with no direction.

Instead I focus on self affection.

I focus on the positive and all the blessings I’ve been given.

I keep my pain hidden.

I’m aware my loved one is in a better place.
It’s so hard to forget his face.


Scheme A A X X B B X C C C C DD
Poetic Form
Metre 110111 101001 101110101 10111 11110110100 111010110100 11111001110 11111010 0111011010 11010100010101110 111110 101111100101 11110111
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 485
Words 112
Sentences 13
Stanzas 12
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2
Lines Amount 13
Letters per line (avg) 27
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 29
Words per stanza (avg) 8

About this poem

I wrote this while I was in mourning for a loved one.

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Written on August 22, 2022

Submitted by LatinX on April 24, 2024

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