Triolet

unnamedI think the first time I encountered a triolet was in August at Alan Wright’s blog. He shared a thorough and easy to follow description of the form and then one of his own triolets (here). I loved the feeling evoked by the rhyme pattern and the repeated line and knew I wanted to play around with the form sometime. It’s taken me several months to work my way around to it, and as usual, nature finally inspired me.

I’m fascinated by the scenery around me on my morning commute and during my photography jaunts. I’m so intrigued by the way a scene can change before me, subtly or dramatically, in a matter of seconds. Sometimes, when I’ve stopped to admire a view or take a photo, I find it hard to leave, because each moment is so ripe with potential. In an instant, the sun rises, the light alters, a bird lifts into flight, etc. I often find myself marveling that in an instant everything can shift.

Perspectives

In an instant it all shifts
this world we think we know
a deer tail flicks, fog drifts
in an instant it all shifts
a scene transforms, a veil lifts
a stunning new tableau
in an instant it all shifts
this world we think we know.

M. Hogan ©2018

This week’s Poetry Friday Roundup is hosted by Carol at her blog, Carol’s Corner.

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17 thoughts on “Triolet

  1. carwilc says:

    Mollie- I love this! you make me want to try a triolet! Although it doesn’t sound all that easy to me!

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  2. Love the rhythm, too. My favorite line “this world we think we know.” Not a bad thought to take with us throughout the day. On another note, already three snow days in November!

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  3. margaretsmn says:

    Taking the challenge! Thanks. I also love the line “this world we think we know.”

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  4. Mollie, this is stunning! You make me want to give this a try. “in an instant it all shifts” is a lovely line

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  5. Molly, love your triolet- tremendous! So glad you got to ‘make’ one. Such a successful creation. They are a most rewarding form of poetry.

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  6. macrush53 says:

    Gorgeous imagery. The “deer tail flicks, fog drifts” is my favorite.

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    • mbhmaine says:

      Thanks! One of the sparks for this poem was driving by an “empty” field, seeing a flick of a deer tail, and realizing the field was actually populated by several deer, cleverly camouflaged. This happens so often in nature–something shifts or moves and you see everything in a new way. It’s endlessly fascinating to me!

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  7. This is gorgeous, Molly! I love the entire poem, but especially the possibility of this line: “a scene transforms, a veil lifts.” Well done!

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  8. maryleehahn says:

    Huzzah! Every line works perfectly together with the others, and you’ve captured an elusive truth!

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  9. laurashovan222 says:

    This is such a wonderful (underappreciated!) form and I love what you’ve done with it, Molly. Flick and shift — so resonant together.

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