Analysis of Mary Oliver Missed.
Douglas Blair 1951 (London)
Just read one by Mary
Respectful, airy
And blessed with a pace
We now don’t see.
In Nature she exults
The quiet calm results
In purposeful visits
Filled with glee.
Around the corner might
A whistling mallard bright
Or fawn tucked in the grasses
Timidly.
Scheme | AABACCDAEEFA |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111110 01010 01101 1111 010101 010101 010010 111 010101 010101 1110010 100 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 255 |
Words | 47 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 12 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 17 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 204 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 45 |
About this poem
Tribute to Mary Oliver. Died in her eighties in 2019. Just having read one here entitled How I Go to the Woods.
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Written on January 27, 2023
Submitted by dougb.72572 on January 27, 2023
Modified by dougb.72572 on January 27, 2023
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