Analysis of My Kindred
True friendship has no boundaries, no
beginning or end. It has always existed.
Friendship is with us at birth, breathed
into our souls much like the first breath
forced into our fragile lungs. It grows
within our hearts as we grow in body. It is
patient. Friendship waits in secret
until the moment when it senses that our
second half, our brother or sister spirit,
is led into our lives, never to be parted
again. From that day on, the world is never quite
as sad,
as cold,
as hurtful
as it was before. From then on, neither life
nor love, neither distance nor death
can leave you completely alone again.
Not ever.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHGBIJKLMDNH |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 110111001 01011111010 10111111 0110111011 1011010111 0110111101011 10101010 010101110110 101101011010 1101101101110 011111011101 11 11 110 11101111101 11101011 1110100101 110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 598 |
| Words | 113 |
| Sentences | 9 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 18 |
| Lines Amount | 18 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 484 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 113 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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