Analysis of The Moon's the North Wind's Cooky
Vachel Lindsay 1879 (Springfield) – 1931 (Springfield)
The Moon's the North Wind's cooky.
He bites it, day by day,
Until there's but a rim of scraps
That crumble all away.
The South Wind is a baker.
He kneads clouds in his den,
And bakes a crisp new moon that . . . greedy
North . . . Wind . . . eats . . . again!
| Scheme | XAXA XBXB |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Quatrain |
| Metre | 010111 111111 01110111 110101 0111010 111011 010111110 11101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 260 |
| Words | 49 |
| Sentences | 17 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 89 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 25, 2023
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