Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to “describe in great detail your favorite room, place, meal, day, or person. You can do this in paragraph form.” And then you “cut unnecessary words like articles and determiners (a, the, that) and anything that isn’t really necessary for content; leave mainly nouns, verbs, a few adjectives.” I didn’t follow the prompt closely, but as I was writing a Sapphic for Day 11, it seemed like this was a good companion to that piece.
The Wayward Son
My dreams, my aspirations, doesn't include
scissors, blades, razors, mirrors, aprons, and chairs,
clipping, trimming, grooming men’s hair. There’s more to
life than barber’s trade.
Day 11 NaPoWriMo prompt was a doozy. It was to write a poem in Sapphics, which is attributed to Sappho. A poem in Sapphics is usually written in quatrains, where the first three lines have eleven syllables and the fourth has five. But, that just isn’t it. It follows a strict meter where the first three lines include two trochees (“a two-syllable foot, with the first syllable stressed, and the second unstressed”), then a dactyls (‘a three-syllable foot, with the first syllable stressed and the remainder unstressed’), followed with two trochees. “The fourth line is a dactyl, followed by a trohcee.” Does that have everyone’s head spinning? Mine did too.
Yesterday I did not get to a poem, but ended up writing 2 quatrains today. So I will claim for Day 11 and one for Day 12. But, though, I have a 11-11-11-5 syllables quatrain, I did not meticulously check the meter, as I a matter of fact, I am certain I have violated the stressed and unstressed syllables. I think I am meter challenged. Oh well.
In My Footstep
Cross-legged on rusted chair, flexing his old
arthritic hands, reading the newspaper half-
focused, half-worried if his wayward son will
takeover his trade.
Day 12 is a companion piece to this.