Analysis of [Immortal?... No,]
F. S. Flint 1885 (London, ) – 1960 (Berkshire, )
Immortal?... No,
they cannot be, these people,
nor I.
Tired faces,
eyes that have never seen the world,
bodies that have never lived in air,
lips that have never minted speech,
they are the clipped and garbled,
blocking the highway.
They swarm and eddy
between the banks of glowing shops
towards the red meat,
the potherbs,
the cheapjacks,
or surge in
before the swift rush
of the clanging trams,—
pitiful, ugly, mean,
encumbering.
Immortal?...
In a wood,
watching the shadow of a bird
leap from frond to frond of bracken,
I am immortal.
Scheme | XAX BXXXXXXXXBBXXXXX AXXXA |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0101 1101110 11 1010 11110101 101110101 11110101 1101010 1001 11010 01011101 01011 01 01 110 01011 10101 100101 1 010 001 1001101 11111110 11010 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 526 |
Words | 96 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 16, 5 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 17 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 138 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
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