Analysis of Agoraphobic love.
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
Hoar'se.
She lost the poem,
lashing out so hurt to a point she no longer cared. Ignoring every word.
Turning to my hide she struck the last blow I would bare.
Our eyes would burn each other until the day tears put out the fire filling the tub.
Then my umbrella came down, touch containing the head banging, having spun in its last dance through the crowd, and I leant on it like borrowing a child's coat.
Finally I returned home to a remote city.
| Scheme | ABCDEFG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11 11010 10111101111010101001 1011111011111 1011111001011110101001 11010111010011010101111010110111100011 1001011100110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
| Characters | 440 |
| Words | 85 |
| Sentences | 7 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 50 |
| Words per line (avg) | 12 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 349 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 85 |
About this poem
Touching clostraphobic barriers and smashing through them.
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Written on October 09, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on October 05, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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