<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304</id><updated>2011-11-25T14:30:37.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry On Demand</title><subtitle type='html'>Part of the "Send Two Hippies In Love To San Francisco" Fund.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-113109107066575095</id><published>2005-11-04T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T02:46:09.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Hiatus until mid-December, at least. Sorry for the long time in posting this, but college tends to swamp you when you're taking nearly 30 credit hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-113109107066575095?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/113109107066575095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=113109107066575095' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/113109107066575095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/113109107066575095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/11/on-hiatus-until-mid-december-at-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112515259714493469</id><published>2005-08-27T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:59:40.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Limerick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a person with Irish origins, I can't believe I forgot to include this one. A limerick is possibly the only verse form to originate in Enlgish. Structurally it has five lines, with lines 1, 2, and 5 consisting of three metrical feet, while lines 3 and 4 each with two feet. The lines are traditionally anapestic, two unaccented syllables followed by an accented one, although you commonly find some variation in that. The rhyme scheme is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aabba&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally, the first line of a limerick introduces a a person and a place (There once was a man from Nantucket...). Limericks also have fun with wordplay, and are almost always bawdy or dirty, after some fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There once was a young lady from Sneem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who announced things were not what they seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She raised her skirts higher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and blinded the choir;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's how brightly her family jewels gleamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112515259714493469?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112515259714493469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112515259714493469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112515259714493469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112515259714493469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/limerick-as-person-with-irish-origins.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430302937199112</id><published>2005-08-17T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:24:06.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghazal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Persian poetic form, from the Arabic for "the talk of boys and girls". These poems are usually flirty and sweet-talking, light-hearted. It is formed of five to twelve couplets, with the poet's name in the final stanza. The lines do not have to necessarily tell a story, in fact, one of the characteristics of a classic ghazal is that each couplet can stand on its own and be understood, like a proverb or saying. However, all of the lines contribute to a central idea- the unity is based on the idea of a theme, and its variations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to meter, in the most traditional ghazal (which is what I try to work with) the lines are all the same length, syllable-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rhyme scheme is fairly complicated for the ghazal. The first couplet shares a rhyme, and is supposed to set the mood for the entire poem. That first rhyme (the actual words, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;radif&lt;/span&gt;) is supposed to be repeated as the rhyme in the second line of each of the successive couplets. Also, the words that come before the radif (called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kaafiyaa&lt;/span&gt;) are supposed to rhyme with the kaafiyaa of all successive rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example is below but here, roughly, is the rhyme scheme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1A&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;1A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;1A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;1A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;1A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so on. The 1 is the kaafiyaa, whereas A represents the radif, the words that repeat. It is similar to the rondeau, in the sense that it is only a few words that must necessarily be repeated, and not the whole line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a ghazal that I wrote, as close to the original Persian format as possible. I wasn't able to find any other formal English ghazals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By the Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I could stop waiting by the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I cannot live life by the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It seemed everything started off just fine,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sit here contemplating by the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'd hardly seen each other out of class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but found ourselves relating by the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I loved to sit and work with you all night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Composing and creating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When we decided to start "going out,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We stopped our conversating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When college came you moved; we'd spend our nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;up late commiserating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our first semester we were doing fine&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were a couple, dating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The spring came and I thought that all was well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No clue you were debating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You told me that you'd found another girl&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Relationship-negating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I still find myself here every night&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My love's disintegrating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I believe that I am strong enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, Laurie will start hating by the phone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that's still being worked on, and there's an alternate final stanza, but it's a start, at least. A difficult form, definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430302937199112?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430302937199112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430302937199112' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430302937199112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430302937199112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/ghazal-persian-poetic-form-from-arabic.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430132752651039</id><published>2005-08-17T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:55:27.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Villanelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are six stanzas to the villanelle; the first five stanzas have three lines each, and the final stanza has four lines. The first and last lines of the first stanza take turns repeating as the last lines of the four middle stanzas, and then form the last two lines of the poem. The poem has a rhyme scheme of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aba&lt;/span&gt; in every stanza, except the last which, due to the repetition of the two lines from the first stanza, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not necessarily any meter to the villanelle, but if you would like one, again, request it and I'll do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rhyme scheme, with the repeating lines marked as A1 and A2, is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a Lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I used to have a home but now it’s gone;&lt;br /&gt;let myself hope, but lost it all again.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back where I once belonged.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I thought that I could leave and still be strong,&lt;br /&gt;Go back in time, before I let you in.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a home but now it’s gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remember waking at the crack of dawn,&lt;br /&gt;And feeling early sun upon our skin?&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back where I once belonged.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought I’d be forgiven where I’d wronged,&lt;br /&gt;Erase the past and let new life begin;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a home but now it’s gone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I left in spite but I soon found I longed&lt;br /&gt;To go back to a place I had a friend;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go back where I once belonged.&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I should have known the answer all along—&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart is not that quick to mend.&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a home but now it’s gone;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back where I once belonged.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430132752651039?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430132752651039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430132752651039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430132752651039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430132752651039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/villanelle-there-are-six-stanzas-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430078337705579</id><published>2005-08-17T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:46:23.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sestina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The sestina is a style of sixes- it has six unrhymed lines in six stanzas, in which the words on the end of the first stanza's lines that recur at the end of each line in the following stanzas. There is also a three-line concluding stanza, which may or may not incorporate all six words, but certainly contains three at the end of the lines. One feature of the end-words is that they never occur in the same line in any stanza, for example, the end-word of the first line of the first stanza will not be the last word on any of the other stanza's first line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is usually no meter, but I can use one, upon request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difficulty in writing a sestina lies in making sure the six end-words are never boring to read, or stale. And usually, by the end of the poem, some kind of story has been told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we were young, we were eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the full blossom of our youth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and that never-ending summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that was the greatest of our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we knew that we would never age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the worries of high school past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and who would dare fault us our youth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our exuberance for summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when school still dictated our life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even after we’d come of age,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after graduation was past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those twelve years that felt eternal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the parking lots in the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;driving in circles, filled with life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;listening to bands our parents’ age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don McLean singing of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Pie’s eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever the anthem of youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but nothing’s permanent in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is a death to every age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how’d we know it was going past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we thought it was eternal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who could foretell the end of youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even near the end of summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one ever thinks they will age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the best times are never the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not when your days are eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and on your tongue you still taste youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you don’t see the end of summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you’re busy living your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then we were dreaming of the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where we found those days eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we woke up without our youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on that final day of summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we felt the call of a new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the unexpected weight of age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life eternal, fountain of youth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where was summer, and that sweet life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet we must age, and time goes past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430078337705579?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430078337705579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430078337705579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430078337705579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430078337705579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/sestina-sestina-is-style-of-sixes-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430024999547996</id><published>2005-08-17T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:37:29.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triolet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another French poem, associated with the Rondeau, this one is eight lines, with two rhymes and two repeating lines. The first line is also used as the fourth and seventh lines, and the second and the eighth lines are the same. If A1 is the first repeated rhyme, and B2 the second, the format would look so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;A1&lt;br /&gt;B2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, there is an example in the introductory post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430024999547996?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430024999547996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430024999547996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430024999547996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430024999547996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/triolet-another-french-poem-associated.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430020437393044</id><published>2005-08-17T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:36:44.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rondeau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A French thirteen-line poem that has lines of either 8 or 10 syllables in length. It is divided into stanzas of five, three, and five lines, constructed around two rhymes. The first words (or entire first line) are used as a refrain that repeats independent of the rhyme scheme, adding two lines to the basic thirteen. The format is such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A (Refrain)&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;(R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;(R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example is in the introductory post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430020437393044?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430020437393044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430020437393044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430020437393044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430020437393044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/rondeau-french-thirteen-line-poem-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112430011659899802</id><published>2005-08-17T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:46:57.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Sonnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sonnet is a fourteen-line poem which has a set rhyme scheme. There are two rhyme schemes typically taught in high school- the Shakespearean (Elizabethan) and the Italian (Petrarchan). The Shakespearean sonnet is divided into three stanzas of four lines each, and an ending couplet, with a rhyme scheme of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abab cdcd efef gg&lt;/span&gt;. The Italian sonnet is usually two stanzas, one eight lines (an octet) and one six lines (a sestet), with a rhyme scheme that tends towards variation: the octet is usually either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abbaabba&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abbacddc&lt;/span&gt;, and the sestet is usually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xyzxyz&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xyxyxy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In requesting a sonnet, you can specify which rhyme scheme you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sonnet usually focuses on one idea, which it builds in the beginning , and usually resolves, in some way, in the final two lines (or sestet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of meter, most sonnets are written in iambic pentameter, so if you would like the poem written in another meter, you simply have to request it. The default is iambic pentameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Battle Has Been Won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The fiery pits of Hell produced a beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who rose up from the horrid lake of fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The earth was then the platter for its feast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our only hope for life could come from higher &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The page was written long before it started&lt;br /&gt;We all knew who would triumph in the end&lt;br /&gt;Fear now the one who is still empty-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the one that Jesus calls His friend &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The way, the Truth, the Life, the Only Son&lt;br /&gt;Already conquered evil on the cross&lt;br /&gt;The hills rejoice “The Battle has been won!”&lt;br /&gt;Although for us to gain He must be lost &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The praise is all for God, the Son, and Ghost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of all your loves, you should love Them the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112430011659899802?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112430011659899802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112430011659899802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430011659899802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112430011659899802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/sonnet-sonnet-is-fourteen-line-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112429917678283389</id><published>2005-08-17T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:19:36.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Tanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A five-line Japanese style that uses strong images and employs poetic devices, such as metaphor and personification, that haiku avoids. There is no rhyme or meter, per se, but the first and third lines are shorter than the second, fourth, and fifth. In English, a pattern of accented syllables (two-three-two-three-three) is used to emulate the rhythms of Japanese. These are usually mood pieces, which use imagery to evoke the mood in the reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the porch swing rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a cradle for our youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we sit till dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remembering the days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when silence didn't hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these reluctant goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112429917678283389?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112429917678283389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112429917678283389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112429917678283389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112429917678283389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/tanka-five-line-japanese-style-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112429885722557322</id><published>2005-08-17T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T09:58:53.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Haiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although normally understood to be a three-line, seventeen-syllable poem, with a 5-7-5 syllable/line pattern, actual haikus are not necessarily structured like that. The main features of a haiku are the focus on capturing a single moment or action, use of simple, uncomplicated words and grammar, and the avoidance of poetic devices such as metaphor and simile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The form of a haiku is generally three short lines, with the first and third roughly the same length, and the second longer than the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit (8-27-05 9:52am): As per Nia's advice, I'm adding a few more requirements to the definition of haiku. I'll post a proper one later- it's still early for me. I apologize for the lack of accuracy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other features include the use of a word (or words) to imply the time of year- this is not required, but is very frequent, as evident by all the haikus about cherry blossoms. Also, and this is where my former haiku failed, haikus avoid run-on sentences (using each line to add to the moment being expressed) and there must be at least one pause (or full stop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated earlier, I'll post a proper haiku later. Thank you, Nia, for your corrections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15485304-112429885722557322?l=poetryondemand.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/feeds/112429885722557322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15485304&amp;postID=112429885722557322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112429885722557322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15485304/posts/default/112429885722557322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiku-although-normally-understood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Laurie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10937426667633549916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/114/6397/320/EvenInACrowd21.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15485304.post-112422139006143070</id><published>2005-08-16T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T02:46:30.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;What is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Triolet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to write hard poetry&lt;br /&gt;I think traditional's the best&lt;br /&gt;And I hope others might agree.&lt;br /&gt;I love to write hard poetry,&lt;br /&gt;And writing so others can see&lt;br /&gt;I like the challenge and the test.&lt;br /&gt;I like to write hard poetry&lt;br /&gt;I think traditional's the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rondeau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to earn some money, fast&lt;br /&gt;In order to help pay for class&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that school entails,&lt;br /&gt;Like room and board, and books, and bail;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe not the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe for the breaks that pass-&lt;br /&gt;We all know the high cost of gas.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this project doesn't fail,&lt;br /&gt;I need to earn some money, fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write the poem if you just ask&lt;br /&gt;Select the topic and the cast&lt;br /&gt;And then we can exchange e-mails&lt;br /&gt;To clarify the choice and sale&lt;br /&gt;And I will write your poem at last--&lt;br /&gt;I need to earn some money, fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, you tell me what style of poem (from the listed choices) you'd like, and what you want it to be about. I'll write it for you, as best as the format and my own skill allow. I retain all copyrights, but you obviously have permission to display the poem, or gift it to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, these would probably make really good gifts- who wouldn't want a love sonnet written to them? Or even better, a sestina, or a villanelle? Traditional poetry means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, seriously- history will attest to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you want something to commerate a child's birth, or a pet, or maybe you just really like squirrels. Whatever you want, I'll do my best to do it justice. Do you want it humourous, or serious? Passionate or remote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really no better way to dump someone, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) You decide what style of poem you'd like, and the topic.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Send me an e-mail at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poetryondemand@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;, specifying your decision.&lt;br /&gt;3.) I will reply to your e-mail, and we will discuss the selected topic and style, so that I can get a better feel of what you want.&lt;br /&gt;4.) I write your poem.&lt;br /&gt;5.) You send money to my PayPal account.&lt;br /&gt;6.) I e-mail you the poem, or for extra money I can print it up all fancy and frame it for you, and send it to you via snail-mail.&lt;br /&gt;7.) We are both, hopefully, satisfied with the transaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the poems are priced according to how difficult I find that particular style, and, in general, the length. Here's the chart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/haiku-although-normally-understood-to.html"&gt;Haiku&lt;/a&gt;* - $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/tanka-five-line-japanese-style-that.html"&gt;Tanka&lt;/a&gt;* - $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/limerick-as-person-with-irish-origins.html"&gt;Limerick&lt;/a&gt;* - $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/sonnet-sonnet-is-fourteen-line-poem.html"&gt;Sonnet&lt;/a&gt; - $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/rondeau-french-thirteen-line-poem-that.html"&gt;Rondeau&lt;/a&gt; -$5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/triolet-another-french-poem-associated.html"&gt;Triolet&lt;/a&gt; - $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/sestina-sestina-is-style-of-sixes-it.html"&gt;Sestina&lt;/a&gt; - $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/villanelle-there-are-six-stanzas-to.html"&gt;Villanelle&lt;/a&gt; - $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetryondemand.blogspot.com/2005/08/ghazal-persian-poetic-form-from-arabic.html"&gt;Ghazal&lt;/a&gt; - $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The one-dollar poems are for in-person sales only. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit: In response to a friend's request, you can order a haiku, tanka, or limerick, if you are willing to convince me, or if it is part of a larger order. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep in mind that it would be a violation of academic integrity policies if you were to submit one of my poems for your Creative Writing or English classes. Homie don't play that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on each style of poetry, click on the particular type, or scroll down to find all of the explanations. 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