Analysis of The Thing That Never Dies
Caught in a net of memory
Whose pale strings have learned reinvention
Muting the delusion I hung my heart to dry-
On willows weeping, evenings singing
Melodies far-reaching wherein angels cry
On footstools I was clinging
On thrones I was all feelings
Bending-Shouting-Clinging
To seas that never dry
Well-up in the silence
Burn me in my twilight
Take the rope that I had
Torn with careless guile
Only to discover-
Bewilderment I shuttered
That I sold a lover
To the devils at my side
Take me to my ruins
Where my only truth is
That I'm all about-
The things that never die.
Scheme | XXABA BXBA XXXXCXCX XXXA |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 10011100 111110010 100010111111 11101010 10011001101 111110 1111110 101010 111101 110010 11011 101111 11101 101010 0100110 111010 1010111 111110 111011 11101 011101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 553 |
Words | 103 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 4, 8, 4 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 22 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 115 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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Submitted on August 21, 2014
Modified on March 05, 2023
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