I'm working on an ekphrastic poem and have been playing around with a number of different forms as I write to the image. Right now I'm playing with the tritina.
Here are the nuts and bolts of the form.
10-line poem made of three, 3-line stanzas and a 1-line envoi
There is no rhyme scheme but rather an end word scheme. It is:
A
B
C
C
A
B
B
C
A
A, B, and C (all in the last line/envoi)
You can read more about the tritina at Poetic Asides.
Fall
ReplyDeleteFalling leaves, orange, red, and yellow.
On the branch a quickness of squirrel.
There’s a shiver and a quiver in the trees,
a watchfulness about the trees.
Sky is still blue and sun is yellow,
but someone goes gathering nuts, a squirrel.
Fall means winter, and the squirrel
dashes up and down the trees.
He crackles through red and yellow.
Yellow leaves fall past the squirrel in the trees.
—Kate Coombs, 2015
all rights reserved
Oh this was fun.
ReplyDeleteThe Fall: A Tritina
How can this not be fall?
Covered by the dust of leaves.
Trees, trying to hide naked limbs.
Can you see how bare those limbs,
How far from the trees they fall,
What a maple looks like as it leaves
All modesty behind, and those leaves
Piled at its feet, shivering limbs,
No fig to cover its catastrophic fall.
The Fall of Man, leaving Eden with all limbs bared.
©2015 Jane Yolen all rights reserved
Such excellent use of plays on words. Poor naked maple--and people!
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