In tackling NaPoWriMo, I try and experiment with as many different forms of poetry as I can, and I’ve just discovered something called a nonnet. It’s nine lines, with the first line being nine syllables, the next line eight and so on until the last line of one syllable, and typically in iambic meter.
Tonight is election night in Quebec, so my inspiration is Quebecois cuisine and the springtime ritual of sugar season, when diners flock to sugar shacks to enjoy a traditional meal of bacon, eggs and beans covered with maple syrup.
“Temps des sucres” means the sugar season,
Horse drawn sleighs whisk sweet tooth diners
In through woods, and feasts begin
and for “tire sur la neige”
boiled maple syrup
dribbled on snow