Anti-villanelleLinda Sue ParkIt seems to me a desperate feat, to write a villanelle-- my lines too weak to bear repeat. The stress and meter, rhyme and feet-- they tumble round, pell-mell. It seems to me a desperate feat, a task I simply can't complete! Much less, to do it well. My lines, too weak to bear repeat, are awkward, bitter, never sweet enticement--they repel, it seems to me. A desperate feat of poetry--I've lost the beat... I know I'll never sell my lines--too weak to bear repeat -ed efforts in the blazing heat of villanelling hell. It seems to me a desperate feat, my lines too weak to bear. (repeat) It seems to me a desperate feat... Linda Sue Park |