Rhyme has been an important part of poetry for as long as there has been poetry. We can trace written rhyme back to at least 1000 B.C. There are two simple reasons for this. The first is that rhymes are pleasing to the ear. They sound nice. They are even fun to say. One of the reasons that we read nursery rhymes to children is that, even before they can understand the words, they like the sounds.
The second reason for rhyme, and another reason why we read rhyming poetry to children, is that rhyme makes words much easier to remember. This is especially important when you are trying to teach children to use language. They can hear the pattern, and that makes it easier to remember the words There are plenty of people who can’t quote a single line of prose, but there is almost no one in the English-speaking world that cannot finish this sentence:
I do not like green eggs and ham. I do not like them ___ ___ ___.
Rhyme allows oral poets and storytellers to string together long stories. Rhyme provides both a structure for the poem and a mnemonic device for remembering what comes next. Remembering fifty lines of unrhymed poetry is much harder than memorizing fifty lines of rhymed poetry. When you consider that an epic poem could run 5000 lines, you can see the value of rhyme, especially in the days when epic poems were performed much more regularly than they were read.
One of the problems with rhyme in the English language, however, is that our language does not have masculine and feminine endings that many of the romance languages do. It is easy to create rhyme in Italian or Spanish, for example, because many words end with either an “a” (feminine ending) or an “o” (masculine ending). In English we don’t have those easy rhymes. This creates a problem because, when there are only a few words that match each other, the next word in the sequence becomes very predictable. That is why in English, we often rely on patterns other than direct rhyme.
Rhyme is a form of auditory repetition. There are other forms such as assonance (repeating vowel sounds such as boot, tune, fool) and consonance (repeating consonant sounds such as but, feet, knot) and meter (repeating stress patterns as we’ve discussed). You can also do less direct repetitions, such as repeating vocalizations such as stops (kit, tap, pock) or fricatives (seize, fourth, thighs). Gathering these different elements together gives you other tools for creating auditory patterns that sound good together, but have more variety and less predictability than rhyme.
Today’s Poetry Assignment
Create a poem that uses one of the following word combinations (they don’t have to be in the same line):
boot, tune, fool
but, feet, knot
kit, tap, pock
seize, fourth, thighs
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Kadeidoscope Collisions in Illusory Collusion
A many-colored-coated fellow said to be a hoot
Requested Darling Clementine and Place Pigalle to boot
A tune a Fool can finger out is Darling Clementine
But Happy Feet knot, cramped with Place Pigalle; toes intertwine
Let Drum Kit take the tap of sticks that pock the Cymbal’s surface
Euphonious, seize that set’s Fourth near Thighs as soft as Nerf is
Licentiousness may boot a Moral Compass in the But
And feet that tap the Devil’s Rhythm BURN, I tell you what
Need Less to Say, and More to Seize, of Fool and Tune and Thighs
Down Primrose Paths with Fox and Kit to knot our Real Eyes.
As I write in Lithuanian, I’ve translated all these prompt words, had chosen their forms or synonymes which rhyme and then wrote a poem, wich in my opinion is brilliant, because it has so many different and unnexpected associations!
So, I take this as a very useful excercise for imagination as well
Thank you, John!
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Caught my eye
He caught my eye the moment he walked in
With red leather swinging on the top of each boot
Reflecting a certain wildness in the wearer
And I cannot help but notice
That his foot kept tune with the jukebox
And he showed no inclination of being a fool
By imitating John Travolta
In the middle of the dance floor.
He caught my eye the moment I saw him
With his cute butt swaying to the tune
And his feet moving in time with the song
Playing on the old jukebox
I felt my stomach tie itself into a knot
As I watched him moving slowly but
Oh-so-steadily with the music.
He caught my eye the moment he looked up
In his neat kit and a cute pock on his cheek
And his rippling muscles as he drew the tap
For a frosty mug of beer
Squeezed all breath out of me
As I watched.
He caught my eye
Yes, he caught my eye
That I just had to seize the day
And call fourth my courage
To approach him
To ask with a saucy grin
And a sassy mouth
To sit on his
Hot thighs
And till today
I still remember
How he caught my eye
And how we thus begin.
This one’s fun!
beet, but lock
rock, rut block
hit, bun run
meet, mom sum
deep, fut scam
run, sin am
creep, seat fleet
meek, heat meet