Two men siphoning sweet water
On a steaming Thai day vying to be the one
To suck the final dregs from nature’s cup.
I just finished reading the Giller Prize winning book Fifteen Dogs by Andre Alexis. The author traces the life and death experiences of fifteen dogs given human thought and speech capabilites by the gods Hermes and Apollo as a result of a bet the two mythical Greek brothers make in a modern bar in downtown Toronto.
Using the Caradec pattern Alexis writes poems where the name of the dog is not legible but can be heard when the poem is read aloud. For example here is Alexis’ poem for the dog Prince.
Longing to be sprayed (the green snake writhing in his master’s hand)
Back and forth into that stream
Jump, rinse: coat slick with soap.
If you read it out loud you will hear the dog Prince’s name at the end of the word jump connected to the next word rinse.
The poem that starts this blog post is one I wrote for my husband Dave using the same pattern. Can you find his name? He and his friend Hans were having a drink in Phuket Thailand.
Putting my fate in the hands of my cousin Dirk
Will I be merry, lose my life
Will I be hurt, lose my inhibitions
I buckle my helmet and we fly.
Can you write a poem in the same form? I’d love to hear it. Post it in the comment section below.