text_original: Yet I was a poetess only last year, And good at my art, for a woman, men said. But this woman, this, who is agonized here, The east sea and west sea rhyme on in her head Forever instead.
text_transcription: YET I WAS A POETESS ONLY LAST YEAR AND GOOD AT MY ART FOR A WOMAN MAN SAID BUT THIS WOMAN THIS WHO IS AGONIZED HERE THE EAST SEA AND WEST SEA RHYME ON IN HER HEAD FOREVER INSTEAD
phonemes: jˈɛt aɪ wʌzɐ pˈoʊɪtˌɛs ˈoʊnli lˈæst jˈɪɹ, ænd ɡˈʊd æt maɪ ˈɑːɹt, fɚɹə wˈʊmən, mˈɛn sˈɛd. bˌʌt ðɪs wˈʊmən, ðˈɪs, hˌuː ɪz ˈæɡənˌaɪzd hˈɪɹ, ðɪ ˈiːst sˈiː ænd wˈɛst sˈiː ɹˈaɪm ˌɔn ɪn hɜː hˈɛd fɚɹˈɛvɚɹ ɪnstˈɛd.