Analysis of There’s No Power Like Home
We were sick of home,
Home sick.
That mask around our ear
Hung itself into the year.
Once we stepped into our home,
We found ourselves gasping, tear-
ing it off like a bandage,
Like something that gauzed
The great gape of our mouth.
Even faceless, a smile can still
Scale up our cheeks,
Bone by bone,
Our eyes crinkling
Delicately as rice paper
At some equally fragile beauty-
The warbling blues of a dog,
A squirrel venturing close,
The lilt of a beloved's joke.
Our mask is no veil, but a view.
What are we, if not what we see in another.
Scheme | ABCDAEFGHIJKBLGMNOPL |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (35%) Etheree (30%) |
Metre | 10111 11 1101101 1010101 11101101 11001101 1111010 11011 0111101 10100111 11101 111 1011 10001110 111001010 01001101 0101001 011011 101111101 111111110010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 560 |
Words | 122 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 418 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 103 |
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