Friday, May 01, 2009

Tritina: When maple flowers cover the picnic table

apr 30 019

We set up the picnic table
just yesterday; thinking
we would dine in the garden.

Forgetting that yesterday's garden
falls on today's table -
what were we thinking?

It's as if the maple trees were thinking
they were kings of the garden;
offering their fruit to the table.

So here we sit, thinking of the garden on our table.

- Andromeda Jazmon

The poetry stretch this week at Miss Rumphius was "to write a tritina, a 10-line poem composed of three, 3-line stanzas and a 1-line envoi. Like the sestina, a tritina uses an end-word scheme instead of a rhyme scheme." Here are the other poet's results. The Friday Poetry round up is hosted by Maya Ganesan at allegro. Enjoy your first weekend in May!

15 comments:

tanita davis said...

Those are maple bits? Interesting -- there are so many kinds of maple trees.

Barbara H. said...

Visiting from Poetry Friday. This is a great word picture. I know what it is to come outside and find such "offerings" all over.

Neverending story said...

Aah enjoyed this, made me smile, I could just picture you and yours sitting thinking at the end.

Dianne said...

Very nice!

jama said...

Love the shift in perspective. Very nice!

Color Online said...

Thanks for introducing me to the form. Enjoyed this. I always enjoy your work. I need to find more to say.

Jules at 7-Imp said...

Beautiful. Offering and poem about it.

Susan Thomsen said...

Very nice. That picture is cool.

susanwrites said...

Oh I love this. I also love that it came from the "stretch" which I have not done in the past but now think I am going to try for the coming year.

Kelly said...

Great pic and poem from a girl whose maiden name is Maple (and I do love trees!)

Anonymous said...

cool! What an interesting poem type!

Mary Lee said...

Love the form! It feels a little like a waltz with a flourish at the end.

Andromeda Jazmon said...

Thanks for all these great comments! I was working like a fiend on my last grad school project yesterday and missed out on the poetry tour. I am going to try to catch up this weekend.

These are the Maple tree's flowers, which fall off all in a rush this time of year. Then they start dropping the seed keys, and then the sticks, and then the leaves... *sigh*. It's always something!

Carol said...

When I grow up, I want to write poems and take pictures like you do! These are beautiful images!
Carol

Irene Latham said...

I am delighted by your tritina! Will have to give it a whirl myself. Thanks!