Analysis of What A Relief
We don't at all talk,
Eighty-five years old,
All I do is walk;
To door in the cold.
Age sixty-seven,
I will be this year,
Doing what Heaven
Wants prayers in God's ear.
Newspaper I get
From road to her door,
So she won't get wet,
There is nothing more.
I can do for her,
That's better than that.
She loves it for sure,
Mornings where it's at.
Scheme | ABAB CXCX DEDE XFXF |
---|---|
Poetic Form | Quatrain (75%) |
Metre | 11111 10111 11111 11001 11010 11111 10110 11011 1011 11101 11111 11101 11110 11011 11111 10111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 344 |
Words | 84 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 16 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 63 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 17 |
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Getting newspaper for old lady every morning
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