The Hunter

William Carlos Williams (1883–1963) · 1921

iambic tetrameter · unrhymed · 13 lines · from Sour Grapes

In the flashes and black shadowsof Julythe days, locked in each other's arms,seem stillso that squirrels and colored birdsgo about at ease overthe branches and through the air.

Nowhere.Both sides grow older.

And you may be surenot one leaf will lift itselffrom the groundand become fast to a twig again.

Words in this poem

nowhere adv.
Not anywhere; not in any place or state; as, the book is nowhere to be found. [AS. nahwær. See No, and Where.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

The Hunter is in the public domain. This text is taken from Sour Grapes: A Book of Poems, Project Gutenberg ebook #35667; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: William Carlos Williams, The Hunter, in Sour Grapes (1921), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #35667, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/williams-sour-grapes/the-hunter.html, id L01177.

Form and metre

The Hunter is 13 lines in 3 verse paragraphs. It is unrhymed, as far as the pronouncing dictionary can tell. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 82%). 96% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 5.7 syllables. 1 line ends on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 62% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
In the flashes and black shadows8··/˘··/·
of July3··/
the days, locked in each other's arms,8·····/˘·
seem still2··
so that squirrels and colored birds8··/˘·/˘·
go about at ease over7·······
the branches and through the air.7·/˘····
Nowhere.2
Both sides grow older.5···/˘
And you may be sure5·····
not one leaf will lift itself7·····˘/
from the ground3···
and become fast to a twig again.9·˘/····˘/

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