Analysis of Raise
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
Your everlasting breath in mine
My world shared with the devine
I that ends while you restart
You the white horse, I the cart
Such subtle voice who hears this poet
Feeling every word however I shove it
While I break, you never can
Complex in mind yet pure intent your hand
Your precious command
Called free will
But alas that could never fall still
And on that day when I fall, Ill.
You'll take the hark and leave this drill.
Scheme | AABBCDEFFGGGG |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1010101 1111001 1111101 1011101 110111110 10100110111 1111101 1001110111 11001 111 101111011 01111111 11010111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 426 |
Words | 82 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 339 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 81 |
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