Joseph Harker‘s Refinery is doing a brilliant job at in-depth critiquing of poetry volunteered by readers all known to us. He has done 2 of Margo Roby’s, one of mine and, the latest, by Marian Veverka.
His expositions are helpful and inspiring. As part of the latest one, he suggests that we write a poem in a traditional received form (sonnet, sestina, rime royal, whatever) that is at least fourteen lines. Focus on our relationship with a particular object in nature and how it sums up a larger opinion/feeling about Nature with a capital N. Include the words “secret”, “arrive”, and “sudden”. (which I failed to do). Use only the senses of sight and touch for your descriptions. He offers the form Australian Sonnet (Bowlesian) for us to try.
This sonnet form has three Envelope quatrains and a couplet, which gives a rhyme sequence of; a. b. b. a…. c. d. d. c….. e. f. f. e…. g. g…. Each sonnet is Tetrameter, Pentameter, or similar. Here’s my attempt, which has taken all day, off and on!
Across the snowfield something strange appears
brown amorphous lumps of earth in line.
Malign event, benign or anodyne?
In north-east wind, a frigid atmosphere.
Detritus of giant beasts had crossed my mind,
though why that should be so I could not fathom,
regretting lack of tool to probe or flatten;
to trudge across for proof I’m disinclined.
When on my way beyond, ideas churning,
answers were considered thick and fast.
At last, aghast I gasped at the contrast
against the white, the brown of worms a-turning.
Of course, small mole at work in blindness peers,
fountain clear, the creature’s retreat endears.
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