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APRIL 20, 2010 9:29PM

Ode to Jack, Updated with a little help from my friend

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jackrabbit

 

Nocturnal hare on barren desert ground  

whose acute ears alert on every sound.

Your agouti dorsal battledress fur

upon creamy white  legs, O' sabouteur

of juniper, cactus, sweet clover feed,

sleep softly now on coriander seed.     

 

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Update:

Divorce Bard sent a private message to me and has shown me an arrangement to "help the meter scan correctly."  I am delighted with the result:

 

Nocturnal hare on barren desert ground

Acutest ears, alert on every sound

Agouti dorsal battledress of fur 

On creamy, whitest legs, O' saboteur,

of juniper, sweet clover, cactus feed

sleep softly now on coriander seed. 

 

 Scupper © 4/2010

 Photo:  George Harrison


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I hope you didn't ... did you ?
Got some whippets what loves them some Jack.
Oh Kim. I want to write an English Ode. My brain won't sustain the pattern.
I wanted to try my hand at iambic. Just a rapidly written little ditty to use up some excess energy.
Well. I swear.
yes, sweet sleep on coriander seed.
Ahhhh, Scarlett. One who agrees, the calming coriander.
Beautiful. I had to run to the dictionary for agouti . I love when that happens.
Cap'n, whippets? Whippets and jack in a run, now that is a race.
Oh, I love Jack rabbits!...uh...the coriander...it's just on the ground, right? And he's only resting?
A very fine jackrabbit indeed, and a fine poet too.
scupper, you've brought me out of my shell -- I feel so guilty for not commenting anywhere in the last week or two. You know I love iambic pentameter, and just a whiff of it will bring me into the room, like an apple pie baking in the kitchen.

"My brain won't sustain the pattern"... it really is a frame of mind. The nearest I can compare it to is the Tetris Effect. And I swear, when I do it, I can feel the words clinking around, adding and dropping prefixes and suffixes, changing their order, to make themselves fit the rhythm correctly, as though they're doing it by themselves.

All these nice people here are afraid you ate the rabbit. I, on the other hand, hope you've been bitten.
Jack was there
and then I swear
Jack my darling Jack
wasn't anywhere
suzie : Jack's having a little snooze, is all.
Suzie, Emma, Trilogy, Thank you.
Kim, you wit, you sleuth.
Bard,
Sharp eye, better ear.
I've just read your comment and your pm. I'm delighted with the sharing!
"battledress fur"

Don't I love that image.
Rated for all of it, and for use of iambic that I cannot even imagine being able to do.
And for having to also go to the dictionary for agouti. (I would have imagined that a name for pasta)
I saw the word battledress recently in an article explaining crypsis. Then, later, I researched a little on the rabbit, and I read the word again and also discovered the meaning of agouti. I was seeking words with beat and wanted both words to fall in a line. Thank you for your remarks.
i do like the rhythm
"take care of the sounds and the sense takes care of itself" maybe?
Oh my friend, Divorce Bard - will you do the same for me? yes, I love the improvements. Not that the original wasn't great, Scupper, just sayin'
This poem appeals to all of the senses. Very nice.
This races along with Jack's rapid feet.
I am about to 'hit the sack' after sniffing flowers blooms all dang-dog-long day.
Go conk?
Yes!? No!
I'll sneeze!
No sneeze!
No!
No sneeze?
No!
Keep Open!
Yes!
No?
Yes!
Eyes must stay stay Open when Ya sneeze. If you are iambic Ya may sniff!
Please. You must admit that this comment makes no bit of sense if Ya ill!
Ya must sniff ground pepper to become a 3rd person EPs OSer gal. Ya Bio?
Scupper
If Ya visit the old country iambic bumpkins - please no eat those bratwurst.
They are pork sausage, and they are the world's worst non-health food @ O.S.!
I hope Divorce Bard become your dear friend. This comment is awful. Worst ever.
I blame old Hubris.
No be too analytical.
For me - O just shush!
Sing`here coms santa!
No join a nudist camp!
okay. Yawn Good Night.
burp, hiccup, cactus huh?
scratch butt cactus plant.
This comment is bonkers.
I am familiar with agouti- my husband says they curry it in Trinidad. Sorry if this is disturbing :)The words and images are lovely.
Sleep softly on coriander seed. I likeie.
Sleep softly on coriander seed. I likeie.
diannanni --I think "hearing" it is the key.
I've written iambic before, but my mind wouldn't focus well on this one.
Trilogy--100 percent agreement. The Bard knows (hears) his iambic beat!
A fine piece of poetry for a fine animal. Much love to you.
I like the changes to the regular iambic because now the irregularity in the "of juniper . . ." line makes it pop off the page.
I love it - both versions!
Scupper,
Thanks for this lovely piece. Phrases like this: "...sleep softly now on coriander seed" are fairly spellbinding.

Rated and appreciated.
iambic takes work... nicely done!
Beautiful...and just in time, I needed a dash of spring. Thanks for posting!
This is so charming. Agouti dorsal sent me scrambling.