Analysis of Red Maples
Sara Teasdale 1884 (St. Louis) – 1933 (New York City)
In the last year I have learned
How few men are worth my trust;
I have seen the friend I loved
Struck by death into the dust,
And fears I never knew before
Have knocked and knocked upon my door --
"I shall hope little and ask for less,"
I said, "There is no happiness."
I have grown wise at last -- but how
Can I hide the gleam on the willow-bough,
Or keep the fragrance out of the rain
Now that April is here again?
When maples stand in a haze of fire
What can I say to the old desire,
What shall I do with the joy in me
That is born out of agony?
Scheme | XAXABBXX CCXXDDEE |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0011111 1111111 1110111 1110101 01110101 11010111 111100111 11111100 11111111 111011011 110101101 11101101 1101001110 1111101010 111110101 11111100 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 541 |
Words | 121 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 8 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 207 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 59 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 25, 2023
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