The number 14 is not as culturally interesting as 13, it would seem. One connection between them is that, when the 13th floor in a building has been renamed for superstitious reasons, it becomes the 14th floor. Which creates a linguistic if not mathematical equation: 14 = 13. False in math, but true in the "real" world of superstition.
Because today's the 14th, Robert Lee Brewer suggests we "write a sonnet" in his blog Poetic Asides. "For those who are not familiar with the sonnet, it’s a 14-line poem that rhymes. Some contemporary sonnet-eers even ditch the rhymes and just write a 14-line poem. Go with whatever feels right."
On the "other side," Maureen Thorson prompts in the NaPoWriMo site, "I challenge you to write a persona poem — that is, a poem in the voice of a particular person who isn’t you. But I’d like you to choose a very particular kind of person. How about a poem in the voice of a superhero (or a supervillain)?"
Since I had already written a superhero poem on the 10th, I decided to compose a poem from the perspective of a dragon — anyone who knows me well will tell you I have a keen interest in dragons. To satisfy both prompts at once, my dragon speaks a sonnet, and since sonnets have been traditionally used for love poetry, today's sonnet focuses on my dragon's romantic love for a tiger. Actually, a familiar dragon and tiger, old friends of ours, but more on that in a few moments.
First, we have some cultural underpinnings to tease out. According to Wikipedia, "The tiger is considered to be the eternal rival to the dragon, thus various artworks depict a dragon and tiger fighting an epic battle.
The Tale of Everyone
Today's April poem is a sequel to this earlier piece. In hay(na)ku like "The Tale of Everyone" but as an unrhymed sonnet: four hay(na)ku stanzas followed by a closing hay(na)ku shoehorned into two lines, like my Day Three poem this year. For more on this sonnet form, which I invented during last year's National Poetry Month, see 2012's
Dragon Solves the Problem:
That's all for today, O gentle readers. Why don't you try writing some hay(na)ku? If you're feeling particularly adventurous, try a hay(na)ku sonnet. Won't you comment below? Thank you. Ingat, everyone.
found poem: when the call came
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