Analysis of Linnea
In the white, fertile fields of heaven
where infinite blessings flow;
on February twice seven,
with your honeybee wings, you go.
You weren't perfect,
None of us are.
But now you sit upon
the morning star.
Your aunt must've wept
when she went to write
and all the letters wret
detail your sleepless nights.
Now my friend lies covered in sheets
and I know not where she is
her body is cold as the fabric pleats
My dear little bee, do you hear what she says?
Scheme | ABAB CDXD XXCX EXEX |
---|---|
Poetic Form | Quatrain (50%) |
Metre | 001101110 1100101 1100110 1110111 11001 1111 111101 0101 11101 11111 010101 011101 11111001 0111111 0101110101 11101111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 460 |
Words | 96 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 89 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 22 |
About this poem
This poem was written February 15, 2022, the day after the death of a friend.
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Written on February 15, 2022
Submitted by KellenLou on February 15, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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