Analysis of Olive Oil
I let the olive oil seep into my desk,
wearily, one can try to absorb it
(Oil is youth they said, live forever.)
my writings, stained, creased, STICKY.
the fountain pen leaked an oily substance, inky, dark.
smeared, it blackened out my work, my book,
discolouring the pages of my new novel
"Oh no! Rubber duck!"
I shout; Sforzando.
Scheme | X A X X X X XX A |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11010110111 1001111011 111111010 1101110 0101111010101 111011111 101011110 11101 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 355 |
Words | 72 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1 |
Lines Amount | 9 |
Letters per line (avg) | 28 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 31 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 7 |
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Does it kill to be a joy?
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