Analysis of Every Mourning
Every morning we drive to the same coffee shop,
On the same road, up that same hill--
Castaneda would be disappointed.
There's a girl that walks up that hill,
Presumably to class.
Every morning we see the girl with plum red hair,
And every morning I try not to look at her.
The sound of the milk being steamed,
While the coffee grinder grinds the espresso beans
(Just right, like the texture of sugar),
I am violently reminded of what I have not become,
And what has become of us because.
It was not shooting-magic; it is not a curse.
There will be no witch doctor stalking me, I think;
Yet the sounds of every morning are like echoing incantations.
Every morning amounts to this,
Since she told me her awful secret.
Scheme | XAXABXC XXCXXXXB XX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1001011101101 10111111 001011010 10111111 010011 1001011011111 0100101111110 01101101 10101010101 111010110 1110000101111101 011011101 111101011101 111111010111 101110010111001 100100111 111101010 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 700 |
Words | 132 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 8, 2 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 187 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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