Analysis of Grief
LaToya Martin 1982 (United States)
My child
Still gone
Lord, where were you?
Why is my breath so important
Was his breath not?
Living is now a curse
My shadow now criticizes its light
Empathy from others I consider pain
Hugs are just a constant duty
Why do I awake?
Why does morning care?
And how night pampers me, but my bed resists
Stress is now my companion
Oh how it comforts me during restful nights
My child
Still gone
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|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11 11 1101 11111010 1111 101101 11110011 10011010101 11101010 11101 11101 01110111101 1111010 11110110101 11 11 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 389 |
| Words | 75 |
| Sentences | 5 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 16 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 309 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 75 |
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