Analysis of The Death of Akaniki
She is in the Dream World now
where happiness is a warm skin
never to be shed
But let it be known that I grieve
the soft sounds of her bells
from the scaffold dangling
ring my eyes with great sorrow
The Sand Hills are no longer quiet
with her memories
For her I would cut my hair
with jagged strokes
each strand falling, an ache for her loss
For her I will cry
each tear stain holds a story of her
For her I would scrape my skin
my pain that I shall never see her again
This slice of Native America gone cold
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1100111 11001011 10111 11111111 011101 1010100 1111110 011111010 10100 1011111 111 111011101 10111 111101010 1011111 11111101001 11110010011 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 492 |
Words | 105 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 403 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 105 |
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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