Analysis of The Last Spear
Salvatore Fucci 1963 (Place)
As I sat flat on the field
Open were my men
Shield atop the ground
I did not shed my Sword from my side
Their eyes open
Gracious was their sight
I became blind with rage
Not because I did not stand in front
Phelinx did not fail
Nor could leadership prevail
It happens we understood
Made a decision for the good
Never in doubt were we
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIIJJK |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111101 10011 10101 111111111 1110 10111 101111 101111101 1111 111001 110101 10010101 100101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 328 |
| Words | 67 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 13 |
| Lines Amount | 13 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 267 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 67 |
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Written on October 03, 2021
Submitted by nightssaturday544 on October 02, 2021
Modified on April 14, 2023
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