Analysis of White Night
Anna Akhmatova 1889 (Odessa) – 1966 (Moscow)
I haven't locked the door,
Nor lit the candles,
You don't know, don't care,
That tired I haven't the strength
To decide to go to bed.
Seeing the fields fade in
The sunset murk of pine-needles,
And to know all is lost,
That life is a cursed hell:
I've got drunk
On your voice in the doorway.
I was sure you'd come back.
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Metre | 110101 11010 11111 11011001 111111 100110 0111110 011111 111011 111 111001 111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 326 |
Words | 65 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 4 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 120 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 32 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on April 24, 2023
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