Analysis of Crazy for the Trenches, 1914
Douglas Blair 1951 (London)
Do you see it all
With a glow my Son.
This war that’s just begun.
Do you want to go
Do you need it so?
The shovel, boots and gun.
Gone quite glory-mad.
Don’t be troubled Dad.
With the rest I run.
The happy hollering.
The landing on chillsome day.
Into the fray.
The trench muck come.
And yesterday Larry’s face
Was turned to gum.
He was from Winnipeg.
A Mother’s Son.
| Scheme | X A A B B A C C A X D D E X E X A |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11111 10111 111101 11111 11111 010101 11101 11101 10111 010100 010111 0101 0111 01011 1111 111100 0101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 435 |
| Words | 112 |
| Sentences | 17 |
| Stanzas | 17 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 17 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 16 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 4 |
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Written on December 30, 2022
Submitted by dougb.72572 on December 30, 2022
Modified by dougb.72572 on December 30, 2022
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