Analysis of Minor
Heather Lydia Thornhill 1981 (Manchester)
There faces were black as soot
When they received
Their weekly blessing;
Their elbows scratched,
Backs wrenched and
Nails cracked far
Beyond the tips.
Even their shoes had seized
To bare the weight.
They were cast aside
Early that morning,
Having worked most of the night.
Yet they were still not
Worthy of Holy Communion
For they were yet to realise death.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJCKLMN |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (47%) |
| Metre | 1100111 1101 11010 111 110 111 0101 101111 1101 10101 10110 1011101 11011 10110010 1101111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 346 |
| Words | 62 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 15 |
| Lines Amount | 15 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 289 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 62 |
About this poem
This poem is about the child miners of the past and how poverty touches the heart.
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Written on September 07, 2021
Submitted by heathert.34240 on September 07, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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