Weather Machine (a luc bat poem)

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Place it here, in the dust;

give me room to adjust the dial.

Hold your breath, hope a while!

See those clouds? Hide your smile — they’re thin.

Press that button — again!

Feel that damp on your skin? Insane!

I told you, I’d make rain.

all it takes is a brain, and trust.

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POETIC FORM:

The luc bat is a Vietnamese poetic form that means “six-eight.” The poem consists of alternating lines of six and eight syllables. The rhyme scheme renews at the end of every eight-syllable line and rhymes on the sixth syllable of both lines.

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FORM DIAGRAM:

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POEM A DAY APRIL 2015 – PROMPT:

“For today’s prompt, write a machine poem. A machine could be a car or a robot, obviously, but simple machines include levers, pulleys, and screws. There’s also “machine learning” and “deus ex machina.” But there are many other ways to come at this prompt as well.”