Analysis of So, Us, really

Eugene L. Essex 1981 (Cape Town)



And yet,
Out of All the people I met
You're still my favorite, go-to, the One
Always first, always last, always in-between

Yet, sometimes
We unleash ourselves knowingly opened
Widely exposed and vulnerable
To you, to me, to us and to ourselves

Needing the crave, fed
Intact, secure, safe
Haven , hell, no, haven
Yet. Yet, we are

Solisly and blissfully
Ignorant
Lovely
In-love


Scheme AABX XXXX XXBX CXCX
Poetic Form
Metre 01 11101011 1111001101 11111001 101 10100110010 100101000 11111101001 10011 01011 101110 1111 10100 100 10 01
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 384
Words 73
Sentences 2
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4
Lines Amount 16
Letters per line (avg) 18
Words per line (avg) 4
Letters per stanza (avg) 73
Words per stanza (avg) 16

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Written on September 19, 2023

Submitted by Eugene.Essex on September 19, 2023

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