Analysis of The Many Wells
One man and a village amidst a sandstorm
Over a fortnight it died and drought was born
Once every hour he slaved upon the ground
On hopes of many wells to keep the town sound
So many holes adorned the villages’ walls
Yet not one reaped water to quench their dry calls
He dug everywhere and here and there he ran
Until a wise man passed by and mocked the man
“Why slave upon many? They all are not done.”
You can dig deeper and find water from one.”
Scheme | ABCCDDEEFF |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 1100100101 1001110111 110010110101 11110111011 11010101001 11111011111 1110010111 01011110101 11011011111 11110011011 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 447 |
Words | 91 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 10 |
Lines Amount | 10 |
Letters per line (avg) | 35 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 353 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 89 |
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