This is an amazing poem. As I read through it I noted that the poem progressed almost as a race would. As the lines and stanzas follow each other, they are broken up in such a way that your eye flies immediately to the next one without much of a pause, much the way one would not pause during the course of a race. The poem's rhythm is more of a flow; the sentences are few and are long, with commas to prolong them. Often where the author could very well put a period, she chooses instead to place a comma, as if there is no time to stop long enough to start a new sentence. She is in a race against time, and it make the reader's eyes want to race along the lines of the poem.