She served as doctor in the War Parents, young brother in Ukraine Close-knit, her family of four She served as doctor in the War No one survived from her Before Her soul was crippled by the pain She served as doctor in the War Parents, young brother in Ukraine
d’Verse poetics: Grandmothers
This triolet is about my father’s mother, whom I only met as a preteen, after the USSR started falling apart in the late eighties. She was permanently traumatized by the Nazi’s total liquidation of her shtetl, including her parents and little brother, which she discovered upon returning home at the end of World War II.
I wrote it for today’s d’Verse prompt, which is to pen a grandmother-themed poem.
A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing the repeated lines.
Make writing a Triolet more challenging! Make each line 8 syllables in length (4 metrical feet), written in iambic tetrameter (the more common way), or try it in pentameter (English version) where each line only has 10 syllables (5 metrical feet).
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73 thoughts on “Of four, or: Of before”
A triolet that hints of unspeakable tragedy and also purpose for living! Thanks for sharing…lest the world forget.
💙🙏🏻 Lynn 🙏🏻💙 ~ thank you; it’s a true risk
I love the way the form is a counterpoint to the heavy story of your grandmother… somehow the lightness and rhymes of the form make the story even more poignant.
🧡🙏🏻 Björn 🙏🏻🧡 ~ thanks