Analysis of Grodek
Georg Trakl 1887 (Salzburg) – 1914 (Kraków)
At evening the autumn woodlands ring
With deadly weapons. Over the golden plains
And lakes of blue, the sun
More darkly rolls. The night surrounds
Warriors dying and the wild lament
Of their fragmented mouths.
Yet silently there gather in the willow combe
Red clouds inhabited by an angry god,
Shed blood, and the chill of the moon.
All roads lead to black decay.
Under golden branching of the night and stars
A sister's shadow sways through the still grove
To greet the heroes' spirits, the bloodied heads.
And softly in the reeds Autumn's dark flutes resound.
O prouder mourning! - You brazen altars,
The spirit's hot flame is fed now by a tremendous pain:
The grandsons, unborn.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11001011 11010100101 011101 11010101 1001000101 111001 11001100011 11010011101 11001101 1111101 10101010101 010111011 11010100101 01000110111 1101011010 01011111100101 0111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 673 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 543 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 118 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 25, 2023
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