I am Bic Pentameter
No, I’m Bic Pentameter.
Oh shit, he’s right you know. Uncle Bob asks whether the previous posting was really a sonnet. Sure, it has one of the classic rhyming structures, but a little voice at the back of my mind starts going ‘Iambic Pentameter,’ which sounds like some new dutch fashion design duo, but, if you’ve ever been a student at a good school (one that actually teaches stuff like meter in poetry), you’ll remember that sonnets are not, strictly speaking, based just around their rhyming structure, but around the ‘twist’ in the last two lines, and, more importantly in this case, the metric structure of the whole.
Very dull, but all to do with the stress placed on certain syllables, writing to place certain words so that the stressed and unstressed syllables, when read, lay in a particular pattern.
Basically, it’s why Shakespearean Sonnets - beautiful though they are - are so hard to read: The sense is in there, but the metronomic effect of the words becomes distracting after a while so that the cleverness of the medium begins, slightly to obscure the validity and beauty of the message.
My series of rhyming lines, set to the classic rhyming structure, and closing with a perfect sonettic coda, is clear and beautifully precise.
So there you have it: I’m not an idiot who can’t tell the difference between a Sonnet and a couple of Limericks; I’m a genius who has improved on the Shakespearean sonnet and made it more accesible than the Baldy Bard ever did.
I’m better than Shakespeare. Ya Boo, sucks to Unca Bawb!
December 6th, 2006 at 1:17 pm
Au contraire. I was not asking if it was really a sonnet. And the only person who called you an idiot was, um, you.
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