Analysis of Golden Retrievals
Fetch? Balls and sticks capture my attention
seconds at a time. Catch? I don’t think so.
Bunny, tumbling leaf, a squirrel who’s—oh
joy—actually scared. Sniff the wind, then
I’m off again: muck, pond, ditch, residue
of any thrillingly dead thing. And you?
Either you’re sunk in the past, half our walk,
thinking of what you never can bring back,
or else you’re off in some fog concerning
—tomorrow, is that what you call it? My work:
to unsnare time’s warp (and woof!), retrieving,
my haze-headed friend, you. This shining bark,
a Zen master’s bronzy gong, calls you here,
entirely, now: bow-wow, bow-wow, bow-wow.
Scheme | XAAX BBXX CXCX XX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1101101010 1010111111 10100101011 110011011 110111110 11011101 10110011101 1011110111 1111011010 0111111111 111101010 1110111101 011011111 01001111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 620 |
Words | 104 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 2 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 116 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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