Analysis of 1914
Wilfred Owen 1893 (Oswestry) – 1918 (Sambre–Oise Canal)
War broke: and now the Winter of the world
With perishing great darkness closes in.
The foul tornado, centred at Berlin,
Is over all the width of Europe whirled,
Rending the sails of progress. Rent or furled
Are all Art's ensigns. Verse wails. Now begin
Famines of thought and feeling. Love's wine's thin.
The grain of human Autumn rots, down-hurled.
For after Spring had bloomed in early Greece,
And Summer blazed her glory out with Rome,
An Autumn softly fell, a harvest home,
A slow grand age, and rich with all increase.
But now, for us, wild Winter, and the need
Of sowings for new Spring, and blood for seed.
Scheme | ABBAABBA CDDCEE |
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Poetic Form | Petrarchan sonnet |
Metre | 1101010101 1100110100 01011101 1101011101 100111111 111111101 1011010111 0111010111 1101110101 0101010111 1101010101 0111011101 1111110001 111110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 609 |
Words | 112 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 239 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 55 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 28, 2023
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