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[personal profile] primeideal
A crown of sonnets is a series of sonnets in which the last line of one sonnet is also the first line of the following sonnet, and so on wrapping around till the last poem reprises the first. Since the line shows up in two different poems that needs (at minimum, in the Shakespearean version) two different things to rhyme with, you go through rhymes pretty quickly, and it's even more tightly constrained in Petarchan sonnets where more and more lines have to rhyme with each other.

For an added constraint, the "heroic crown of sonnets" or "sonnet redoublé" consists of fifteen sonnets--the first fourteen form a closed cycle as above, and then the first/repeated lines of each of those form a bonus fifteenth. That's a bit intimidating even for me to try, but seems very cool.

There are additional ambitious constraints authors have come up with, for example, Eric Chevlen's "Triple Crown" based on Biblical narratives.

I've written a couple sonnet cycles, usually when I'm in the mood to play with the form but have more to say than fits in fourteen lines. On my blog you can read Snowpocalypse Report about my unimpressive broomball career and a longer crown written when baseball, tennis, and football/soccer collided for an amazing day or two of sports.
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[personal profile] bookblather
Today I am not sharing my own poetry, but that of a favorite poet just rediscovered: Mary Oliver.

Mary Oliver writes primarily, as far as I have read, about nature. That's almost too simple for her poems, since of course they're never just about one thing, but if I had to pick a single theme that runs through her work it would be the wild, unknowable necessity of being and living in a world that we don't and can't understand. It's inevitable, then, that some of her poems would be about cycles, from birth and death to the cycle of seasons.

Unfortunately I do not have permission to post any of her poetry to this community, but I can link you to a few of her cyclic poems via The Poetry Foundation.

The Hermit Crab deals both with the cycle of life and standing against death, like so many of Oliver's poems.

Spring. This one is more about hope, rising with the spring. It's one of my favorite poems by her.

Morning Glories is about life, and death, and beauty.


This is not actually about cycles, but it is my favorite poem by Mary Oliver, so I will share it too: The Summer Day.


What do you think? What do these cyclic poems say to you?
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[personal profile] summerstorm
Hi! My name is Lix Hewett, I am a self-published poet, and today I am sharing a poem I wrote for this week's cycles theme. I only recently joined this community, but I really like what I've seen so far.

Lock and Key
by Lix Hewett ([personal profile] summerstorm)

The jungle is crawling in. Every day since you freed me
has been a day gone from my calendar, struck through with claws
that stop at eye level to plead with me. One more attempt
at senseless violence, one more attempt to make
a real mess of things. Once something has blown up,
been set on fire, burned to a crisp, there's nothing left
to do but sweep up soil and breathe in dust and pack
and go elsewhere. It is your pick. It is your will to walk along
muddy old paths and crunchy leaves until you fit
in a pride of lions. They curl in around you. They
crowd you in and protect you from the jungle. But the wind
blows branches in, and big birds that squeak
fly overhead. The rooftop's far gone from our heads. The lions' claws
kindly serve as lock and key. Their paws pass for a suitcase
kept by the door, ready to roll in. You did free me,
and here is my new homeland. The old one's unsteady.
The new one's unsteady. It stands tall and it stays still
and the claws stop at eye level to plead with me. One more hour,
one more strike, another chance to set down roots. But can I go
anywhere I choose? Does it say anywhere that I have to?
jjhunter: Drawing of human J.J. in red and brown inks with steampunk goggle glasses (red J.J. inked)
[personal profile] jjhunter
I originally planned to write about thresholds and cycles that one might wish to break, but this poem, my first in the new year, took on a bit of a life of its own. Concrit most welcome.


ad libitum

first the baritone of breathing
the baseline beating
the magnum spin of light
day-night, day-night

next the liquid counterpoint
goes up to heaven and down again
as rain, as sleet and snow
and silent swirl of fog

while chain the carbons breathed by leaves
and ooze the currents down below
and hurtle this whole dancing enterprise
through space around the sun

so we are never really still, you and I,
but adjusting always
never so silent that we are not living song

===

Behind the cut, some questions for discussion )
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[personal profile] alee_grrl
Cycles are a vital part of life and can be found everywhere from the physical world to the emotional and spiritual worlds. Cycles are often reflected in longer verse, but I think it might be fun to see what we can do with them in short forms.

I'll start things off with a short poem on the water cycle. Your challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a short format poem (haiku, tanka, etheree, or short free verse) about some sort of cycle. Also feel free to comment, offer prompts for cycles you'd like to see tackled in short verse, and discuss.

This challenge is just to get our creative minds going again, to engage the community after a bit of a hiatus. So feel free to continue to post answers throughout the week. Most of all have fun! :)

Flow
by [personal profile] alee_grrl

Evaporate
ride the heat, up and up
til the sky grows cold
Condense and fall, down,
down, back to the earth
Evaporate
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[personal profile] poetree_admin
As the new year opens, so too does [community profile] poetree: our next multi-Hosted week will focus on the theme of "cycles".

Ideally we will have one post a day from Monday, December 31st to Saturday, January 5th featuring poetry or discussion of poetry that explores, explicates, and/or elaborates on something cyclic. Whether seasonal or historical, biological or behavioral, tangible or metaphorical, as long as there's a repeating pattern at work it's fair game to claim.

If you are interested in Hosting one of the days, please comment on this post with your planned subject to claim an open slot; particular days are available on a first-come, first-served basis. Groups of two or more people are welcome to collaborate on Hosting a day together.

Details of available days behind the cut )

Last updated 1/2/2013 by jjhunter

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