Analysis of 1-3-5-7 Poem about Autumn
Autumn's dusk is falling.
The twilight threatens to engulf me,
Steal me away to a remote asylum
My soul is being snatched, I'm never coming back.
My hands grasp at the fathomless void,
Frantically probing for a source of light
Any enlightenment for my condition,
That of being too human, too mortal,
Held captive by the waning sunlight.
The convoluted dysphoria
And stymieing anhedonia
Slowly hew away my will to live
Until I pray out of desperation
For some Faustian apparition
To grant me happiness
In exchange for my soiled, leaden soul.
| Scheme | X XXX XABXA XBXBBXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 101110 01101011 11011001010 111101110101 1111011 10001010111 10010011010 1110110110 11010101 01001 011 101011111 011111010 1110010 111100 001111101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 525 |
| Words | 92 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 4 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 3, 5, 7 |
| Lines Amount | 16 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 109 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on March 07, 2015
Modified on April 18, 2023
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