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Post by frankcoffman on Oct 16, 2021 14:13:25 GMT -5
Jack (a Gwawdodyn Sonnet)
Stalking the East End streets after dark; Walking, prowling, looking for a mark; Eager to more than kill with a keen blade; He knows that, if seen, his lusting lark Might end, this hot spree of grisly sport. No more to watch the features contort As life leaves, her face becomes a mask Of fear—then in its place—Death! Report Of his work filled his black heart with glee, But, with more eyes watchful, one might see Him at his grim and bloody task, might ask “Why out so late at night?” But wait! She Smiles—Then, “In Miller’s Court I have a room.” She leads him to his bliss—and to her doom.
©2019 Frank Coffman, Member HWA, SFPA First appeared in The Coven's Hornbook & Other Poems Bold Venture Press
*Gwawdodyn Sonnet — The Gwawdodyn (pronounced gwow-dodin) is a stanza of four lines resembling the Persian rubáiyát form in some ways, although the syllabic meter is strict with the lines having 9, 9, 10, and 9 syllables: 1) The main rhyme in each group of four is on the 9-syllable lines, thus AABA as with the rubái stanza. 2) As in several other Welsh forms, a syllable one, two, or three syllables before the final syllable in the 10-syllable line must rhyme with one of the middle three syllables of the last 9-syllable line. I have added two 10-syllable lines as a couplet to complete the 14 for the Gwawdodyn Sonnet.
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