From the window and in the confines
of the garden, I watch spring advance.
Willow buds and almost-blossoms dance
on the breeze, promising abundance
yet to come. High above in the heavens
are black smudges of distant ravens,
harbingers let loose among vernal festivities.
Stuck alone within these walls, but blessed
with flowers, hedgerows and trees,
the wider view of countryside is lost to me:
free-flying crested grebes sailing the reeds
and flocks of swans gathering in the fields.
Kim M. Russell, 26th March 2020
Frank is back at the bar, asking us to write poems with final couplets. He reminds us that a couplet is two similar lines of verse, in which both lines have the same meter, but they do not have to rhyme. I personally love rhyming couplets.
Frank says the poem need be no longer than a couplet or it could have anything else before the final couplet including free verse or a prose poem, s Shakespearean sonnet with a couplet at the end, a modified haibun, replacing the haiku with a couplet (or two American sentences or one American sentence split on two lines).
Examplesb include a couplet standing alone, by Alexander Pope, and a link to Gerald Stern’s ‘Box of Cigars’.