Analysis of The Poem.
Robert Crawford 1959 (Bellshill)
These bones have life, and this heart knows
The poem that this hand has writ
The wind of God within it blows,
The light of God, too, shines in it.
Gather the words as sands, and cast
Them in the silence of the sphere,
The imaginary sound shall last
Till thought grows deaf to all things here
Ay! then regather, word by word,
The wonder of the mystic pen,
And ye shall hear a lonely bird
Singing within the hearts of men.
A form, a color, light and air,
'Tis like the soul — a phantasy
Which men may picture anywhere
Till God becomes a memory!
Scheme | ABABCDCEFGFGHAHI |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110111 01011111 01110111 01111101 10011101 10010101 00100111 11111111 111111 01010101 01110101 10010111 01010101 110101 1111010 11010100 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 537 |
Words | 108 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 16 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 419 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 106 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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