Analysis of Bones
Carl Sandburg 1878 (Galesburg) – 1967 (Flat Rock)
Sling me under the sea.
Pack me down in the salt and wet.
No farmer’s plow shall touch my bones.
No Hamlet hold my jaws and speak
How jokes are gone and empty is my mouth.
Long, green-eyed scavengers shall pick my eyes,
Purple fish play hide-and-seek,
And I shall be song of thunder, crash of sea,
Down on the floors of salt and wet.
Sling me … under the sea.
| Scheme | ABCDEFDABA |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Etheree (30%) Tetractys (20%) |
| Metre | 111001 11100101 11011111 11011101 1111010111 1111001111 1011101 01111110111 11011101 111001 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 370 |
| Words | 73 |
| Sentences | 7 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 10 |
| Lines Amount | 10 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 273 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 71 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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