Showing posts with label Marian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marian. Show all posts

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Tricube

Exhibit by Elena Tsigaridou



Friends! This weekend in the Garden, let’s try a short form that’s less fussy and more adorable. It’s called the TRICUBE and the rules are super-simple:

     Each line contains three syllables,

     Each stanza contains three lines, and 
     Each poem contains three stanzas. 

That’s it! Except to say that the fun, mathematical tricube was created by Phillip Larrea. Let’s try it. 

Three… two… one… Go!





Saturday, June 9, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Tetractys

Hello, dear friends! Let’s try a simple and elegant form this weekend that may allow us to focus on balance. I could use some more balance in my life, how about you? Our form today is the TETRACTYS

The tetractys is a five-line poem with 20 total syllables, in a lovely and balanced arrangement, like this: 1--2--3--4--10 

So the first four lines together have ten syllables and the last line has ten syllables. Nice! 

If you like longer poems, you can extend the tetractys: 
1--2--3--4--10--10--4--3--2--1 (double) 
1--2--3--4--10--10--4--3--2--1--1--2--3--4--10 (triple) 
...and so on, as you wish. 

The tetractys was invented by Ray Stebbings, who says this about the form: “Euclid, the mathematician of classical times, considered the number series 1,2,3,4 to have mystical significance because its sum is 10, so he dignified it with a name of its own--Tetractys. The tetractys could be Britain’s answer to the haiku. Its challenge is to express a complete thought, profound or comic, witty or wise, within the narrow compass of twenty syllables.” 

Here is a lovely example, “With Pen” by Heather Burns: 

Pen
in hand 
I place nib 
upon your face 
looking at blank paper, I write my poem. 
         © Heather Burns 

If this form seems familiar, Kerry introduced tetractys in the Garden back in 2012: TETRACTYS 

So, let’s go! 1--2--3--4--10!




Saturday, May 12, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Palindrome

Toads! Let’s have some fun today. Let’s write palindrome poems! LOL.

We all know that a palindrome is a word or phrase that is the same when read forward or backward. Like WOW or CIVIC or LOL or HANNAH. (Hi, Hannah!) Heaven (Grace) introduced the palindrome in the Garden a few years back, HERE. It’s the same idea, except that a palindrome poem can read forward and backward word by word or line by line. Here’s a quick example that I wrote for Grace’s challenge, called “Minor Key Riots”:
Wayward
night, this feeling
like ripe dahlias--
Rioting,
escaping the laden
shrill étude
that is
Life--
Is that
étude shrill,
laden, the escaping,
rioting?
Dahlias, ripe like
feeling this night--
Wayward.
Since then, I’ve discovered the brilliant palindrome skills of smarty-pants comedian Demetri Martin, offered to you today for inspiration:
“Dammit, I’m Mad” by Demetri Martin 
Dammit I'm mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I'm in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level "Mad Dog".
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I'm a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I'm it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I'd assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
"Sir, I deliver. I'm a dog"
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I'm mad.
Wikipedia says Martin wrote this poem about alcoholism for a fractal geometry class when he was an undergraduate at Yale. Showoff! :)  And Martin wrote a 500-word palindrome poem published in his first book, This Is a Book. The poem is HERE.

Amazing!! Okay, Toads--have at it, palindromes! Like a snake head eating the head on the opposite side (according to They Might Be Giants). 

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Tanaga

Good weekend, friends!

I’m writing this prompt in the early morning as our town wakes up under a blanket of fresh snow. Soon I’ll be out driving in it, headed to work. Are we done with this yet? Let’s travel somewhere else for a spell.

For our weekend fussy form challenge, let’s head to the Phillippines and try the TANAGA.

With apologies and love to you-know-you, the tanaga is similar to haiku and tanka, being a compact quatrain with four seven-syllable lines. The tanaga can be written in various rhyme schemes, but traditionally all four lines rhyme, like aaaa bbbb cccc, and so on:

    X X X X X X A
    X X X X X X A
    X X X X X X A
    X X X X X X A

Or you can try other rhyme variations, like aabb ccdd, or abba cddc.

A tanaga poem can stand on its own four lines, or the verses can be strung together for a longer poem. Usually titles are not used with tanaga poems.

The key to tanaga is that it is a witty poem, emotionally charged or heavy on metaphor, sometimes begging a question that demands an answer.

For a longer/better explanation, Pirate Grace O’Malley introduced the tanaga in the Garden some years ago, here: TULOY PO KAYO

For a quick example, here is one of my attempts from that time:

The golden arches beckon.
Hungry travelers reckon,
"Just once." No condemnation,
I understand temptation.
Okay, let’s try it. Have fun with this clever form, and please feel free to link up one or many tries as your rhyming heart desires. Enjoy!

The National Flower of the Philippines: Sweet & Fragrant Sampaguita

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Terza Rima

Hello Toads! For our little form challenge today, let’s try invoking the rule of three in a form that allows for poems that are short or longer--the TERZA RIMA. We’ve played with three in the Garden plenty of times--think triolet or sevenling--but I don’t think we’ve tackled this form directly. It also follows nicely from the chained rhyme we worked on last time, so let’s dig in.

The terza rima has a long pedigree, having been created by Dante for The Divine Comedy, but it is really quite simple in concept. Perhaps that is why it is so long-lasting. It is a series of interlocking three-line stanzas in which the end rhyme in the second line provides the rhyme for the first and third lines of the next, like this:   A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C and so on, to your heart’s content.
 
Another famous example of terza rima with which you may be familiar:
“Acquainted with the Night” by Robert Frost

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Usually the terza rima is written in iambic pentameter, but this is not required. It is suggested that the lines be the same length or syllable count, but again, not imperative. There is no limit to the number of stanzas one might include in a terza rima. One can write a terza rima sonnet as Robert Frost did above, like this: A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C, D-E-D, E-E

Academy of American Poets has a longer article at poets.org about terza rima that may be interesting or helpful:  ARTICLE

As a sweet-special and totally inspiring added bonus, I found audio of dearest Adrienne Rich reading her poem titled “Terza Rima,” which flies far afield from the form and, of course, amazes:  AUDIO


And here is a review of Arts of the Possible, Adrienne Rich's collection in which this poem appears:  REVIEW

 

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Fussy Little Forms: Chained Rhyme

Hello, dear Friends and happy weekend to you! It is time for a form challenge. Today we will revisit a form introduced in the Garden by Joy a few years ago and enjoyed by many: CHAINED RHYME.

I don’t really think this form counts as fussy or little. But let’s do it anyway. The basic premise is that the last syllable or word of each line is followed by a rhyme on the first word or syllable of the next line. LIKE A CHAIN, get it? Hah. 

It’s not really fussy or little because the poem can be anything you want--long lines or short, many lines or just a few, strict meter or no meter, whatever you like. Just those rhymes and the end and start of your lines.

Joy’s earlier prompt is so amazing that I am being lazy (and not redundant!) by linking to her description here, check it out:

    Chained Rhyme, Part One by Joy/Hedgewitch 
 

I’ve written a few chained rhyme poems and really like this exercise.  Here is one example:

When the season turns Blue,
bruised by silence buried in snow,
no end in sight,
light a distant
remnant of Noontimes forgot,
fought over, then ignored,
stored for another dark week on Earth,
it’s worth recalling how it feels,
heels entrenched,
benched like an understudy waits,
ingratiates the Moon to draw its curtains back,
black like night,
flight impossible, no one watching under
cover of the greyest shroud--Clouds.
 
Have fun! And if this doesn’t pique your creativity, perhaps this fantastic video by 
Katy Perry will inspire. We are all chained to the rhythm!