Analysis of The Trap
Robinson Jeffers 1887 (Allegheny) – 1962 (Carmel-by-the-Sea)
I am not well civilized, really alien here: trust me not.
I can understand the guns and the airplanes,
The other conveniences leave me cold.
'We must adjust our economics to the new abundance .
Of what? Toys: motors, music-boxes,
Paper, fine clothes, leisure, diversion.
I honestly believe (but really an alien here: trust me not)
Blind war, compared to this kind of life,
Has nobility, famine has dignity.
Be happy, adjust your economics to the new abundance;
One is neither saint nor devil, to wish
The intolerable nobler alternative.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111110101001111 1101010010 0100100111 110110010101010 111101010 101110010 11000111011001111 110111111 10100101100 110011010101010 1110111011 001000100100 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 533 |
Words | 91 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 3, 3, 3 |
Lines Amount | 12 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 105 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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Submitted on May 13, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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