Analysis of A Man Dreams That He Is The Creator
Fredegond Shove 1889 – 1949
I sat in heaven like the sun
Above a storm when winter was:
I took the snowflakes one by one
And turned their fragile shapes to glass:
I washed the rivers blue with rain
And made the meadows green again.
I took the birds and touched their springs,
Until they sang unearthly joys:
They flew about on golden wings
And glittered like an angel's toys:
I filled the fields with flowers' eyes,
As white as stars in Paradise.
And then I looked on man and knew
Him still intent on death - still proud;
Whereat into a rage I flew
And turned my body to a cloud:
In the dark shower of my soul
The star of earth was swallowed whole.
Scheme | AXAXXX BCBCXX DEDEFF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010101 01011101 1101111 01110111 11010111 0101101 11010111 01110101 11011101 0101111 11011101 1111010 01111101 11011111 1010111 01110101 00110111 01111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 611 |
Words | 123 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 6, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 162 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 40 |
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Submitted on August 03, 2020
Modified on March 05, 2023
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