Analysis of For Ron Crozier
Thinking of you in this last
Mute posture, a Zen trickster
Stunned into silence,
Viking in a burning vessel of
Jibes and questions pushing out
Beyond the edge of water,
Leaving us with all the old riddles
Unresolved, all the bright thoughts
Gathered on the flanks of
Mountains like a herd of horses.
I remember the quest but not the goal.
I remember your hunger to know things,
Your love of verbal jousting,
The wry humor you wore like a wool coat,
The steady river of jazz that nourished us.
I leave a blessing you might, in life,
Have scorned, or at least questioned,
Fixing me with your twinkling gaze to say
"Who blesses anyway?" What leaves with the
Irresistible tide, and what remains.
Scheme | ABCDEBFGDHIJKLMNOPQR |
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Poetic Form | Etheree (20%) |
Metre | 1011011 1100110 10110 100010101 1010101 0101110 101110110 0011011 101011 10101110 1010011101 1010110111 1111010 0110111011 01010111101 110101101 1111110 10111100111 110101110 010010101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 672 |
Words | 125 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 20 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 549 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 124 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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