Analysis of The Oxford Street
"The faces of hundreds of strangers
passing me,
like a moment in time
eating nachos with chorizo, black beans, and pink pickled onion
I felt horchata was tasteless.
I sit in a cafe on Oxford Street,
melted butter in the air.
Under the table, swaying slowly with music, my legs crossed
impatiently, I look around, waiting for
some spices to kick in
to lift me.
So cold and glittering
I boarded a bus back home to Old Street.
Next day, again, I am a tourist."
Scheme | XAXXXBX XXXAXBX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 010110110 101 101001 10101111011010 111110 1100011101 1010001 100101010110111 01001101101 110110 111 110100 1100111111 110111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 458 |
Words | 93 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 7 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 178 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 43 |
About this poem
I wrote this poem on my phone, sitting in a cafe at Oxford Street, London.
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