Analysis of The New Moon
Sara Teasdale 1884 (St. Louis) – 1933 (New York City)
Day, you have bruised and beaten me,
As rain beats down the bright, proud sea,
Beaten my body, bruised my soul,
Left me nothing lovely or whole --
Yet I have wrested a gift from you,
Day that dies in dusky blue:
For suddenly over the factories
I saw a moon in the cloudy seas --
A wisp of beauty all alone
In a world as hard and gray as stone --
Oh who could be bitter and want to die
When a maiden moon wakes up in the sky?
Scheme | AABB CCDD EEFF |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 11110101 11110111 10110111 11101011 111100111 111011 1100100100 110100101 01110101 001110111 1111100111 1010111001 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 421 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 107 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 26, 2023
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