Newspaper’s Noise: A Neville*
Nervous, hurried, keyboard taps serve
nest for stories’ mind.
Never, eyes can’t be blind
news‘re inclined to evil’s curve.
No, good news exist but
no one can ever shut
noise of society’s evil nerves.
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Photo credit: Matt Popovich
Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or you could invent an index, somewhat in the style of this poem by Thomas Brendler.
The Neville is:
- a heptastich, a poem in 7 lines.
- metric, L1, L4, & L7 are iambic tetrameter and L2,L3,L5 & L6 are iambic trimeter.
- rhymed, rhyme scheme abbacca.