Analysis of To Jake
Eunice Tietjens 1884 (Chicago) – 1944
You are turned wraith. Your supple, flitting hands,
As formless as the night wind’s moan,
Beckon across the years, and your heart’s pain
Fades surely as a stainèd stone.
And yet you will not let me rest, crying
And calling down the night to me
A thing that when your body moved and glowed,
Living, you could not make me see.
Lean down your homely, mist-encircled head
Close, close above my human ear,
And tell me what of pain among the dead—
Tell me, and I will try to hear.
Scheme | XAXA XBXB CDCD |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain |
Metre | 1111110101 1110111 1001010111 11010111 0111111110 01010111 0111110101 10111111 1111010101 11011101 0111110101 11011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 471 |
Words | 90 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 122 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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