Analysis of My hands were my language
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
My hands were my language for I could not see
Nor could I speak
Or get up to wee
And all I could do was twitch but a might
My language was simple and simple in your sight
But I had many dreams while my language was written they were innocent they were wild they floated like a kitten...
But the most beautiful part of my language you see was the part where I heard you fall in love with me.
And as our souls met and spoke language be
I knew I could thank you for remembering me
My faithful nurse.
| Scheme | AXABBXAAA X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (30%) |
| Metre | 11011011111 1111 11111 0111111101 110110010011 1111011110110101001011101010 1011001111011101111110111 01101101101 111111101001 1101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
| Characters | 498 |
| Words | 106 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 9, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 10 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 39 |
| Words per line (avg) | 10 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 195 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 51 |
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Written on June 11, 2022
Submitted by HeatherLydiaThornhill on June 11, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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