Anyway it's thanks to Adele Robinson that I kind of grasped the concept. I had to write out a sort of 'code ' for myself, and so it was that at 10.30 last night I was sat up in bed, pen in hand, trying to write something that made sense. I'm not altogether sure it's correct...but it seems to be.
Trying to follow the given formula wasn't easy I must admit. What I did was wrote the end words down first, then I composed around them. so I had to find words rhyming with each other, and a means of repeating them in the correct order...WOW !!
With trepidation ,indeed, I give you, " My First Villanelle "
My First Villanelle?
Leave me alone, let me be
To walk among the hills so fair
And camp upon the grass so free.
Give me time, just time for me.
Feel the wind blow through my hair-
I want to live, I want to be.
I've lots to hear and lots to see,
Stout boots I have with plenty wear.
Time's my own and time is free.
No entry charge and certain no fee.
I have no worries. I have no care-
I have my life - as it may be.
I take a bearing, mark it accurately
I set a course, my compass bear.
Arms swing to rhythm, heart is free.
Pack on my pack fits snugly.
One day I'll go and return nae mair -
My life will end and glad I'll be,
Walking the hills wild and free.
So , how was that ? Was it correct ? Do let me know, and thanks for reading, Kath
Well it was totally and utterly incorrect...take one hundred lines...I must do better !!
So spending another late night sitting up in bed, I do believe I may have cracked it ! With great expectations I give you "Villanelle" MARK 2
A True Villanelle ?? ( time will tell )
Leave me alone, let me be.
To clamber the hills so fair,
To walk upon the grass so free.
Give me time- just time for me.
Feel the wind in my hair.
Leave me alone, let me be.
I've lots to hear and lots to see.
Stout boots I have with plenty wear
To walk upon the grass so free.
There's no entry charge, no fee.
I have no worries and not a care.
Leave me alone, let me be.
I plan my route most accurately,
And set a course, my compass bear
To walk upon the grass so free.
Pack on my back fits me snugly.
One day I'll go and return nae mair.
Leave me alone, let me be
To walk upon the grass so free.
----------------------------------------------------- Is that better ? If not then it's back to school for me !
Thanks for reading this again, Kath
1 comments:
Kath, I love the fact that you have tried - and that you did so sitting up in bed late at night.
It is poetic, that's for sure... but your trepidation was well-founded and the reservation you expressed ("I'm not altogether sure it's correct") was an appropriate one. It's close to being a Villanelle but the formula is even more exacting than you've given it credit for being, demanding whole lines be repeated, more or less, at specific intervals in the tercets and quatrain.
However, it was an entertaining blog and a brave attempt - and I think you have in the process created a whole new poetic form... we could call it a Kathanelle?
Thank you for a lovely Kathanelle - your first ;-)
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