Analysis of A Million Dead Blades
Wandering into the tall grass
With shears not meant to cut
I pushed and stepped
And stepped and shoved
My direction the only thing dashed
I wandered left
And wandered right
As the weeds took over my path
They seemed to know me
As I tramped them down
I heard screaming with each
One I smashed
“It’s always the grass,
“It’s always the grass,”
One of them cried
Disappearing under my boot
“They abandoned their brothers,
“To live in the open
“Among people that cut at their roots”
I got to a clearing—the path widened out
Ahead did a tractor invade
And for the first time it hit me
For the first time it mattered
Before me,
—lay a million dead blades
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)
Scheme | axxxbxxxcxxbAAxxxxxxxcxcx x |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10001011 111111 1101 0101 101001011 1101 0101 10111011 11111 11111 111011 111 1101 1101 1111 0101011 1010110 110010 011011111 11101001101 01101001 01011111 1011110 011 101011 0100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 685 |
Words | 127 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 25, 1 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 270 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 63 |
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