Analysis of Poetry From An Occupied Land
I press my teeth
I keep my breath stopped
I bite my finger
to win the torture
Thats how I learnt
how to live with torture.
They rape me
They use all of my body holes
for their pleasure.
Now I smile
when they come
I have conquered
my pain.
Do not forget me
I am your sister
your daughter
your mother
your fiance
From an occupied land.
| Scheme | XXAAXA BXAXXXX BAAAXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1111 11111 11110 11010 1111 111110 111 11111101 1110 111 111 1110 11 11011 11110 110 110 101 11101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
| Characters | 324 |
| Words | 70 |
| Sentences | 5 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 7, 6 |
| Lines Amount | 19 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 14 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 87 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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