I saw that:
"Duchamp's urinal is the wellspring of her rage", in which there must, MUST, be a poem somehow. Perhaps a villanelle.
Then I researched and found that:
from
http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art15334.asp
Poetry Site
Caron Andregg
BellaOnline's Poetry Editor
The Art of the Villanelle
A villanelle is a poem of nineteen lines, arranged in six stanzas. This poetic style is named for the French poet Francois Villon (1431-1474). François Villon was a French poet, thief, and general vagabond. He is perhaps best known for the writings he penned while in prison. Born of poor folk, his father died when he was young. He lived a hardscrabble life among the wilder youth of the university of Paris. He got into trouble for various quarrels involving knives, and for robbing churches. Troubled though he was, his keen mind invented the villanelle, a poetic form that was particularly well-suited to the French language.
It is more difficult to write a good villanelle in English, but the Dylan Thomas poem "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" is a fine example of the style, as is "The House on the Hill" by Edwin Arlington Robinson. Sylvia Plath experimented with villanelles in her college days, enjoying the form's inherent challenges.
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from
http://www.bellaonline.com/articles/art15334.asp
Poetry Site
Caron Andregg
BellaOnline's Poetry Editor
The Art of the Villanelle
A villanelle is a poem of nineteen lines, arranged in six stanzas. This poetic style is named for the French poet Francois Villon (1431-1474). François Villon was a French poet, thief, and general vagabond. He is perhaps best known for the writings he penned while in prison. Born of poor folk, his father died when he was young. He lived a hardscrabble life among the wilder youth of the university of Paris. He got into trouble for various quarrels involving knives, and for robbing churches. Troubled though he was, his keen mind invented the villanelle, a poetic form that was particularly well-suited to the French language.
It is more difficult to write a good villanelle in English, but the Dylan Thomas poem "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" is a fine example of the style, as is "The House on the Hill" by Edwin Arlington Robinson. Sylvia Plath experimented with villanelles in her college days, enjoying the form's inherent challenges.
The construction of a villanelle is straightforward. It consists of five stanzas of three lines each. These five stanzas have the first and third lines rhyming (rhyme scheme A B A). A sixth and last stanza is in the form of a quatrain with three out of the four lines rhyming (rhyme scheme A B A A). In addition to the specific rhyme scheme, the first and third lines alternately recur throughout the poem, and are repeated as the last two lines of the final quatrain.
The following villanelle, though far from prize-winning, openly reveals its structure:
The first line will repeat at later times
The second line will end quite differently
The third repeats again in other rhymes
As you begin, see how the wording chimes
This alternating rhythm, and now see
The first line will repeat at later times
Continue now, and notice how betimes
Constrained in form, it's also somewhat free
The third repeats again in other rhymes
Swinging forth from simples to sublimes
The villanelle flows forth most ardently
The first line will repeat at later times
To master this could take a few lifetimes
Lost in this poetic reverie
The third repeats again in other rhymes
Almost done now, watch as wording climbs
Into this quatrain, ending pleasantly
The first line will repeat at later times
The third repeats again in other rhymes
The primary challenge of the villanelle is to continue to hold the reader's interest, even as you reuse the first and third lines from the originating stanza. Thinking up lines that can be used repeatedly without becoming boring or repetitive can be a challenge, so making them meaningful is a must. Also, reusing the lines demands that you find a variety of words to rhyme with them - words that do not violate the meter of the verses, or strain the lines with too many or too few syllables.
It can take some time to craft a villanelle that has few or no weak spots. The need to rewrite one or more lines is quite common, so don't be discouraged if it takes a while to create a villanelle that pleases you.
I've written an example of a villanelle below to show how the alternating, repeating lines can be reused (hopefully without seeming trite or overbearing).
Life Sentence
It will not do, this dying by degrees
This marching numbly forward to one's fate
I'm hoarse and tired of howling empty pleas
I cannot hear above these dinning bees
Details buzz my thoughts, surround, conflate
It will not do, this dying by degrees
This flailing, screaming swarm, this vague disease
Descends, the surge refuses to abate
I'm hoarse and tired of howling empty pleas
Exhausted from the endless pale sorties
Forever overrun, forever late
It will not do, this dying by degrees
I run and fall and crawl on graveled knees
I stagger, strain beneath the leaden weight
I'm hoarse and tired of howling empty pleas
The maw consumes and nothing will appease
As with war and fear and time and hate
It will not do, this dying by degrees
I'm hoarse and tired of howling empty pleas
*********
What is a Villanelle?
What is a villanelle? The villanelle is a French poetic style that can be both fun and serious. One of the most famous villanelles was written by Dylan Thomas.
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night A-1
Old age should burn and rave at close of day; b
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A-2
Though wise men at their end know dark is right, a
Because their words had forked no lightning they b
Do not go gentle into that good night. A-1
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright a
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay b
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A-2
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight a
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way b
Do not go gentle into that good night. A-1
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight a
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, b
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A-2
And you, my father, there on that sad height a
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. b
Do not go gentle into that good night. A-1
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A-2
Copyright Jody Zolli 2003
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