Analysis of Rut
Robert loughran 1962 (Ireland)
This rut i call my life.
This much practiced habit.
Spinning wheels ,
the clay we spray
on each other
And call it conversation
Battering each other with our delusions.
Bouncing back into our position.
A conflict of the conditioned.
A never ending carousel.
Empty space between two brackets.
A fall from grace.
A Con,a game,a racket.
| Scheme | XXXXXA XAXXXXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111111 111010 101 0111 1110 011010 100110110010 1010110010 01010010 0101010 10101110 0111 010110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 336 |
| Words | 69 |
| Sentences | 9 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 6, 7 |
| Lines Amount | 13 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 20 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 132 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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Just in a rut
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