Analysis of Jazz Poem 1
Matthew Sean Markonis 1984 (Santa Barbara)
Other people gather ‘round
The truth has come at last!
But I don’t see it,
I only see its shell.
I see it’s gone around and turned its back.
Why for, wherefore?
Hell, Hell.
I see its shell.
I see a baby’s stiff white fingers
molding and moistening a piggy bank, as well.
The egg that fell,
the guardian that swept him up.
I only see its shell.
| Scheme | x x xA x xa a xa ax A |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1010101 011111 11111 110111 1111010111 111 11 1111 11011110 1001010111 0111 01001111 110111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 372 |
| Words | 90 |
| Sentences | 10 |
| Stanzas | 9 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 13 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 29 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 8 |
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Written on December 10, 2002
Submitted by msmarkonis on January 30, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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