Analysis of It's Raining My Son
Vahan Tekeyan 1878 (Constantinople) – 1948 (Cairo)
It's raining my son.... The autumn is wet,
Wet like the eyes of a poor beguiled love....
Go, close the window, and close the door,
Then come beside me, come, face me seated
In silence supreme.... It's raining my son.
Does it rain sometimes also in your soul?
Does your heart chill too? and do you shiver
Reflecting on the bright and bygone sun
Behind one of the closed doors of destiny?
But you weep my son.... In darkness, at once
Heavy tears outflow from your wet, wet eyes....
Weep, weep the tears of soon lost innocence;
Weep without knowing, my poor unwise son,
The poor prey of life; weep that you may grow.
Scheme | XXXX AXXA XBX BAX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101101011 1101101011 110100101 1101111110 0100111011 1110110011 1111101110 010101011 01110111100 1111101011 101111111 1101111100 1011011011 0111111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 608 |
Words | 116 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 3, 3 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 115 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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