Analysis of Sonnet Of Motherhood XXIX
Zora Bernice May Cross 1890 (Eagle Farm, Queensland) – 1964 (Glenbrook, New South Wales)
How strangely lone unto myself I grow,
Listening and looking for I know not what;
Turning my head with terror cold and hot
At wandering whispers of a music low!
Familiar pieces of my being flow
Far, far away, to thymy hill and plot,
While chained to patience in this close-shut spot
I sit apart from everything I know.
O Love, I fear the loneness of my limbs
Leaning to nothing to their solitude.
Draw up the blinds and let the stars rush in,
The mournful moon and all the air she swims.
I would not languish in my mother-mood
While just without earth makes her old, mad din.
| Scheme | AXBAABBA CDECDE |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 110110111 10001011111 1011110101 11001010101 0101011101 110111101 1111001111 110111011 111101111 101101110 1101010110 0101010111 1111001101 1101110111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 570 |
| Words | 111 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 14 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 32 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 226 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 55 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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