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Tricube Poetry

This week I am revisiting Tricube poetry

Tricube poems enlist the notion of  'Three.'  

These poems were initially created by American author and poet, Phillip Larrea. Tricube poems are a relatively new poetry form.

3 syllables per line

3 lines per stanza

3 stanzas per poem

So, we are talking cubes in mathematical terms (to the third power). No rules for rhymes, meter. Just three, three, and three. It is as simple as that!

Hope this stirs my fellow poets into action. Feel three to give it a try...












Last Night's Wind

The wind howled

All night long

The beast blew


It rattled

Windows, walls

Our world shook


This morning

leaves abound

On the ground.

Alan j Wright

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  1. Now aren't you in springtime where you are? I read this as a fall poem, but this could, I think, happen in spring: the wind and leaves blowing and falling. I have wanted to try this form for a while. The beast blew, then everything rattled and then they fell. Each stanza moves forward.

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    1. Supposedly we are in spring, Janice. You are correct. However, the prevailing weather has been closer to winter than a traditional springtime. Record rains and extensive flooding along Asutralia's east coast. Quite devastating. The stanzas are linked and thnk you for noticing how the poem moves forward. The fact the wind has ripped new leaves from the trees demonstrates it power at present. Hope you venture into Tricube territory soon.

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  2. I am about to rake some leaves that the 'winter' beast blew down yesterday, Alan. Will remember your poem now, then in our spring when, yes, happens here, too. That Tricube form seems to help blast the message. Nice to read aloud, too!

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    1. Thanks Linda. It does present as a simple, yet effective poetry form. Good luck with your sweeping. We thought we were past that for a while, but alas, the wind had other intentions.

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  3. This form is new to me! Your wonderful poem has inspired me to try writing a tricube!

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    1. Go for it Linda! Have fun in Tricube territory...

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  4. Thank you for introducing a form that is new to me. I like highly restrictive forms and this one will be a challenge. Your poems does a nice job describing our current season.
    Thanks for sharing!

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    1. You are most welcome Tricia. The challenge was quite within acceptable limits, so I beleive you will enjoy the writing experience it throws your way. Good luck with Tricube treats.

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  5. Oooh, I like this. I've heard of this form before, but don't think I've ever written one. I love how your poem turns between that second and third stanza. So much imagery, too, in so few syllables!

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    1. So glad you like this form, Laura and thanks for your response. Tricubes possess a challenge that is most enjoyable.

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  6. Alan, I think I first learned of the tricube earlier this year -- I enjoyed it then, and now. Especially love the wind as beast, howling, rattling, and leaving leaves (no pun intended) in its wake. I have to say, I was surprised by the green -- green leaves scattered on the path. It added to the element of beast - how often do healthy green leaves get blown from the vine? Such power, the beast. Thank you.

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    1. The shredded greenery was a shock and disappointment to us as well, Patricia. Those newly emerged leaves deserved much more time than the wind afforded them. Thank you for your remarks.

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  7. Alan, your tricube could be a meterologist's thoughts for the news. I can hear our local meterologist saying this. If you have a tricube or other formatted poem for autumn, would you be interested in sending it to me for my Finday Fall 2022 Padlet Gallery at https://padlet.com/cvarsalona/awz68cfim4nac1rp? It does not have to be from Fall 2022.

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  8. I love the Tricube form. And this poem totally fits our autumn weather in the PNW.

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  9. I haven't tried the tricube form yet, but I'm putting that on my list of daily challenges for the week!

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