…interesting and fun to write. Particularly sequences. However, a month or two ago, I rediscovered, by way of another poetry blogger, the non syllabic form of haiku. This using 5 – 7 – 5 word count, rather than counting syllables. I have been favourably disposed to doing those, however of late have discovered yet another way to meld my love for sonnets with my interest in Haiku. Continue reading
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I thought up another: form of rhymescheme notation, and alternate of sonnet form….
The following is paraphrased as well as copy/pasted from the entry in question–see the link below for the original (which, by this time, may well have been lucased)
I came upon an old, unpolished work of mine. Not exactly in this form, but in tetrameter Originally there were 4 quatrains. The original rhymescheme was AAxA, BBxB, etc. where ‘x’ is non rhyming. I thought one could sonnetize that by Turning the non-rhyming ‘x’ into a rhyme that carries through. This was an interesting result:
At last, the dawn, in perfect form, I see
So formed, a positive reality.
It’s purple state, in perfect choir, unveil
To shine, inspiringly, its song on me.With form, and measure never void, it brings
A subtle mastery of the world it sings.
Without abash, I hear it tell a tale
Of majesty, and many more such thingsWhich burn with glory’s power, as they shine
Upon this shadow dappled world of mine.
My dreams are splendour, as they dance–prevail
With measure, and with form, and perfect line!And dance I shall, as light–as mirrors bright
Reflect–avail, ’til dark, ’til death, ’til night!
Once again, you see the compressed rhyme scheme in the ending couplet. I may post the original at some point; and I may post the altered sixteen line version, which is in iambic pentameter.
Also, on that note, I am beginning to think that, in order to more clearly describe rhymeschemes, one might perhaps use letters and numbers, or perhaps, upper and lower case letters, for different types of rhymes. And perhaps, ‘x’ might indicate lines that do not rhyme?
As an example, to describe the above, one could do the following:
AA1A, BB1B, etc. Or perhaps 11A1, 22A2, etc. Thus, one draws a distinction between the two types of rhymes–-as “ephemeral,” or immortal, or perhaps even better called, “perpetual.”
As such, one can clearly see delineated such rhymes which only last a short time, with those which carry through an entire piece, or, as may be the case, a larger part of a much larger piece.
It makes more sense to me when I look at it. What one usually sees would be AABA, CCBA, etc, but where “A” feels like a “first rhyme” “C” really feels like a “second” (or a B) but, in this kind of numbering, “C” generally means “3″ which makes the notation confusing, and one has to think about it a bit more, to decipher.
And as I think of it more, I think the appropriate version of the above would be:
AA1A, BB1B, etc.
This is because, while it is highly unlikely that there would be a large number of ephemeral rhymes, or at least those for which the alphabet could not be recycled, there could potentially be–in a very long piece–any number of perpetual rhymes. And using the lowercase ‘x’ makes sense for non rhyming lines as well.
And a compressed scheme (or lines with internal rhymes such as the final couplet here could be in brackets of some kind. For this, I have generally been using square brackets. This would give the above sonnet as:
AA1A, BB1B, CC1C, [DD][1D]
Silent sound
This is a most beautiful piece. You do such free verse very nicely. Inspiring to me. I love the spare feel. Particularly because when one is outside–among nature, as it were, one feels so small–so vulnerable. Yet, on the one hand, so much beauty surrounds us; on the other hand, it can harm, or even kill us. Part of nature’s charm is in its danger, and it is, I believe a good part of why we feel so satisfied when we tame a small portion of it.
So it occurs to me that…
…this entry (spaces removed):
as i slept
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to letthe wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
as i slept
… is rather a sonnet of sorts if two (acutally quite releveant) lines are added to each verse:
as i slept
just inside
by a veranda
open to the sea
on a cool night
just right
to letthe wind
and moonlight
and the stars
blow quietly
past me
caressing
as i slept
This morning I offer up…
…once again, rain! And, a concept in which one so often engages when one writes music. This concept is that of a “pickup beat.” Continue reading
A Supernova Exploded
This was very nice. I thought I’d write a sonnet from this–I do love the outer reaches so.
So is my poetry…
…fairly grounded to the earth. I think this must involve my science background in some way. There is not such ambiguity as one might find in other poetry. I think I should see what the limits of my ability to blend metaphors with concrete earthly ideas might be. (or perhaps I should say “mix metaphors?!”)
In any event, the unfinished, yet famous “My love has wings…”/”Nightingale Woman” might be a worthy pursuit. Since according to lore it should have been a sonnet. Various writers have attempted to finish it while retaining, to some degree, its basic rhythm, and on the other hand, ignoring or not being able to perceive that the known lines are indeed the first two lines of a sonnet, albeit with one syllable missing in the first line–a minor point, and not at all unusual. In fact, sonnets appearing as early as 1600 observed pentametric rhythm without maintaining, in the strictest sense, iambic feet. Still the five beats are heard:
My love has wings,
slender, feathered things
with grace in upswept curve
and tapered tip
These lines are often written as above, although this strikes me as a rendering to paper ones auditory impression of the lines. But I’m no forensic expert in this matter. For all I know, these lines might have been rendered thus in the original script (“Where no man has gone before” – Gene Roddenberry) In any case, format the lines as follows and you will see their true form begin to unfold:
My love has wings, slender, feathered things
With grace in upswept curve and tapered tip…
And due, in large part, to my reading (and writing) of many many sonnets, I would further venture that these first two lines imply an English Sonnet. Here we have two stylistically similar lines, yet distinctly different. The first with its internal rhyme, and missing syllable; the second with it’s five iambic feet and alliterative ending, suggest a ABAB style rhymescheme.
