je m'appelle l'amour.

om nom nom nom nom... Chomsky.

poetry III.

Another poem written by me in high school, this time a villanelle.

A villanelle is a fixed 19-line poem, employing only two rhymes and repeating two of the lines according to a set pattern. Line 1 is repeated in lines 6,12, and 18; line 3 is repeated as lines 9, 15, and 19. The rhyme scheme is aba aba aba aba aba abaa.

I love repetition, so I like villanelles, even though they are hard to write.







Villanelle: Le Café Noir

I watch the creme descend
Into the bitter black coffee.
Don't stir; I want to see the colors blend.

Heroic white--black, it mends.
Dark mud, look at it flee;
I watch the creme descend.

Black ceases not; with force, it defends
Its territory, as white splashes like sea.
Don't stir; I want to see the colors blend.

I fetch for more creme to send,
But the coffee is too quick for me.
I watch the creme descend.

Perhaps this is a trend,
That from coffee, creme is never free.
Don't stir; I want to see the colors blend.

The battle has reached the end.
Where is the white debris?
I watched the creme descend--
Don't stir; I want to see the colors blend.







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