Unpublishable #2: Tetractys

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Introducing a new series of essays, bits of bad writing and poems, and whatever else I make that doesn’t fit into a traditional writing format.

My second issue is from the time I went full hipster artist deep into exploring different forms of poetry. What I like about tetractys is how it feels very mathematical and robotic, and yet it flows very naturally and humanly.

1,2,3,4,10 – Tetractys:

From Wikipedia:

is a triangular figure consisting of ten points arranged in four rows: one, two, three, and four points in each row, which is the geometrical representation of the fourth triangular number. As a mystical symbol, it was very important to the secret worship of Pythagoreanism.

Or less insanely

In English-language poetry, a tetractys is a syllable-counting form with five lines. The first line has one syllable, the second has two syllables, the third line has three syllables, the fourth line has four syllables, and the fifth line has ten syllables.


Without further delay here are my terrible and unpublishable tetractys

one

plus two

is three plus

three add four is

ten. that’s euclids magic number series

bulb

so bright

electric

screw you edison

I believe tesla to be a wizard

History is made by those that write it

tell me the truth

no more lies

roswell

light

float

ballon

so much fun

helium air

enjoy before it pops or floats away

pump

it up

rock and roll

human nature

push the edge and go hardcore; believe it

it is in the air all around us all

broken spirit

lifted high

healing

sound

strum

plucked

from the pack

a tad bit off

baptized by guitar in sonic floods

Everyone has a tune, wrote this for you

listen for it

background noise

street level

songs

over

and out

dont look now

on fouth street

the blues dont keep away christmas spirit

floor

support

standing on

dont tread on me

come down here, lets have a conversation

strings

hold me

its your move

control is all

put your hand inside of the puppet head

home

burrow

come on in

you’re welcome here

please do not take off your pants and jacket

heres some cookies now give me your jacket

bone

shatter

britle thing

structure to life

never let me down, kept me standing tall


If you have some unpublishable works of art and despite all signs telling you to not, I would love to feature it here with you.