Analysis of The Telephone
Harriet Monroe 1860 (Chicago) – 1936 (Arequipa)
Your voice, beloved, on the living wire,
Borne to me by the spirit powerful
Who binds the atoms and leaps out to pull
Great suns together! Ah, what magic lyre,
Strung for God's fingers, sounds to my desire
The little words immortal, wonderful,
That all the separating miles annul
And touch my spirit with your kiss of fire!
What house of dreams do we inhabit—yea,
What brave enchanted palace is our home,
Green-curtained, lit with cresset stars aglow,
If thus it windows gardens far away,
Groves inaccessible whence voices come
That soft in the ear call where we may not go!
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101101010 1111010100 1101001111 1101011101 11110111010 0101010100 110100110 01110111110 1111110101 11010101101 11111101 1111010101 101001101 11001111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 584 |
Words | 103 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 455 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 101 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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