Analysis of what
what came to me
to take my foot in my hands
to take it to my mouth
to blow the lint between my fingers
to smell it and put it on the table
to ask:
what is the past feeding on the present
what old events mumble he
| Scheme | ABCDEFGA |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111 1111011 111111 110101110 1110111010 11 1101101010 1101101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 219 |
| Words | 55 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 164 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 48 |
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