Hello Poetry Lovers
So, the Poetry Detective comes up with yet another intriguing poetry form – the Tritina.
It’s a mini sestina and half the size. Three lines and three stanzas and a last line, as opposed to the hefty six stanzas of the Sestina. My heart sinks when a sestina is read out, they’re so weighty.
However, the little sister, Tritina is much more fun. I’ve written one about my Mother’s fridge. It’s given me the creeps somewhat, I suppose it reminded me of being in her kitchen just after she died (don’t go there!).
Do read on……..
Inside my mother’s fridge was beetroot
On a cracked and stained old plate
The door was buttermilked with age
The discoloured door showed its age
And the pungency of the beetroot
stained scarlet the once young plate
once a shiny and engraved plate
Before the brutality of beetroot
menacingly darkened it with age
The beetroot on a plate that hankered for a certain age.
H Moulson 2022
I hope you liked that one, PL’s. Now is that creepy, or is it just me? Who knows?! Anyway, do try a Tritina, there’s much more room to move in those rather than its big sister.
Thank you for tuning in, Poetry Lovers. We’ll be back with more related antics soon…..