IN-FORM POET WEDNESDAY WITH RJ CLARKEN – ODDQUAIN

Here’s an interesting form I found on the Shadow Poetry site. http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/oddquain.html.

It’s called the Oddquain.  Odd?  Maybe.  Peculiar?  Undoubtedly.  But, per Shadow Poetry, here’s the story…

Oddquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of seventeen syllables distributed 1, 3, 5, 7, 1 in five lines, developed by Glenda L. Hand.

Oddquain variations:

oddquain sequences – poems made up of oddquain stanzas

crown oddquains – a five stanza oddquain sequence

reverse oddquains – a oddquain with a reverse syllable pattern of 1-7-5-3-1

mirror oddquains – a two stanza oddquain sequence of the pattern 1-3-5-7-1 1-7-5-3-1

oddquain butterflies – a “merged mirror oddquain” where the two stanzas of a mirror oddquain are merged together, one of the middle 1 syllable lines is dropped, resulting in one nine line stanza of the form 1-3-5-7-1-7-5-3-1. Please note that a oddquain butterfly is not a “oddquain” because it doesn’t have five lines, but it is “butterfly” made up of two oddquains that were merged together into one poem.

This form is kind of like the Pensee or (in all of its true – and also ‘faux’ – incarnations) the Tanka.

Here’s an attempt at an Oddquain, which I wrote about a year and a half ago:

It All Comes Out in the Wash

 “Normal is nothing more than a cycle on a washing machine.” ~Whoopi Goldberg

 What
constitutes
normal life cycles
are clean but damp (and mismatched)
socks.

© copyright RJ Clarken – 2013

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…and a couple more recent ones:

In the Old House

“She lay for a long time listening to the mysterious sounds given forth by old houses at night, the undefinable creakings, rustlings, and sighings…” ~Edith Wharton, The Buccaneers

 Night.
Listening
to the creaking sounds.
Then, the old house and I both
sigh.

© copyright RJ Clarken – 2013

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In Another Old House

“In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines/Lived twelve little girls in two straight lines…” ~Ludwig Bemelmans

Twelve
little girls
walked in two straight lines
unlike old bricks covered in
vines.

© copyright RJ Clarken – 2013

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Ready, set…start poeming! ~RJ

MARIE ELENA’S ATTEMPT

“Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”  ~ Aldous Huxley

SARCASM (Mirror Oddquain)

Say
What you want.
Believe what you must.
Why should you be concerned with
Truth?
Truth
Be (un)told,
It’s not a factor.
You will say what you want to
Say.

© copyright Marie Elena Good – 2013

(These epigraphs are quite contagious, RJ. 😉 )