Analysis of Love Poem
I do not dream of you;
you do not lend yourself to rhetoric
but move in calligraphic paths
untraceable with words.
I dream of small gray birds
with dark-streaked wings cupped in my hands;
I fling them out to fly,
soft cries and feather-thin,
beating arcs into the air,
leaving barbs and thorns caught in my fingers.
I move between the pain of touch and joy of sight:
the etching of those bodies on the sky.
I do not dream of you
but of the mysteries you hold me in,
in feathers, winds, and wizardry,
yet if I spoke
my voice would gleam in hard, bright fragments
you could not hope to catch or comprehend.
Scheme | Axxb bxcdxxxc Adxxxx |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111111 1111011100 1100101 010011 111111 11111011 111111 110101 1010101 1010110110 110101110111 0101110101 111111 1101001110 01010100 1111 111101110 111111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 587 |
Words | 115 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 18 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 158 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 38 |
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Submitted on May 02, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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