In Bingo, the ‘legs eleven’ call refers to the 2 leggy uprights which constitute the written number. In Old English we have ęndleofon linguistically connected to the number 11 in every Germanic language form. It is its own number as opposed to the compound forms such as the Greek hendeka (hen, the neuter of one/heis) + deka ten. One of our prompts below uses this but first some ‘elevensie’ poems, beginning with Anne Sexton’s “Menstruation at 40”:
“I was thinking of a son.
The womb is not a clock
nor a bell tolling,
but in the eleventh month of its life
I feel the November
of the body as well as of the calendar.
In two days it will be my birthday
and as always the earth is done with its harvest.
This time I hunt for death,
the night I lean toward,
the night I want”...[more]
Whilst Gisela Kraft employs an incremental numerical poem: “absence or a record of the creation of a fabulous animal”:
“on the first day you were beautiful and good
on the second you grew a horn
on the third a lead-gray wing budded
from your shoulder
on the fourth a claw sprouted from your shoe
on the fifth you flew
right into my armpit
built a nest and then lost interest
on the sixth you were a host of leeches
having their way with my veins
on the seventh I heard you
trotting above me with hollow hoof beats
on the eighth you went to moses to ask for advice
winged horned buraq the prophet’s steed
returned as a lamb on the ninth
to graze on my belly fur
on the tenth you died for isaac
the angel decided in favor of animal testing
on the eleventh I had forgotten the color of your eyes”... [more]
And as today is 11th June we are taking one of those two legs and choosing one or other of these:
1. The Hendecastich by Michael Fantina
- 11 line poem
- 1 stanza
- alternates iambic feet of four (tetrameter) and one (monameter)
- i.e. syllables: 8-2-8-2-8-2-8-2-8-2-8
- rhyme scheme: abbacddceff
Note: I can ony find 1 reference to this form here so it does not seem to have taken off – maybe some of us might give it a whirl
2. The Eleventh Power by Christina Jussaume,
- 11 line poem
- 1 stanza
- 11 syllables per line
- rhyme scheme of abababccddd or ababababccc,
- an uplifting theme
Back in 2022 Grace gave us this prompt so do read her full explanation here (and I note her expo allows for more than 1 stanza of 11 lines).
Once you have written and posted your poem, according to the guidelines above, do add it to Mr Linky below then go visiting and reading other contributors as that is half the fun of our dVerse gatherings.
Please also TAG dVerse in your post, or include a link at the end of your poem that leads readers back to this dVerse prompt
[N.B. Mr Linky closes Saturday 3 p.m. EST]
Hello Poets from a cold and constantly wet June so far so I’m serving up some hot food – Spring green & leek soup with rye bread, Chili-Topped Hot Dogs, Butternut Squash and Sage Wontons. All served with a choice of fat chips, fried pickles with spicy Mayo.
Hot apple pie with custard to follow and a nod to strawberry season just starting, a cool and creamy Eton Mess. Served with a selection of British ales and beers and ciders, and the sweet and spicy cognac cocktail 11 11. Hot drinks are available too
Looking forward to seeing which option you choose to write – have to admit the Hendecastich was an iam too far for me!!
Hi Laura. It is past one and I am sleepy but the fare on offer has me drooling.
Great prompt. I have to admit I am foolhardy so I tried the Hendecastitch without bothering much about the lambs. To make up for that lapse, I also wrote The Eleventh Power.
Will catch up with other poems during the day. Good night.
goodnight Punam and thank you for joining in with both prompts and two gorgeous poems
For Gillena – I never seem to be able to comment no matter how often I go to sign in with google but thank you for joining in
Thank you for this challenge. It’s nice to see the nod to Eleven.
and thank you D for sharing your day
Interesting prompt I will see what I can do.
I look forward to it Trudessa
It seems that many people rush to put pen to paper but dVerse Prompts always arrive mid-evening for me and that is not, for various reasons, the best time for me to create a poem, especially when the form is demanding of careful thought, but morning comes and my muse with it and I have added something to the larder of the pub…
Thanks for the prompt, Laura…
Thank you for raiding the pub larder for elevensies!
p.s. yes with 3pm EST we in the UK don’t get the prompt till 8 pm, in India for example even later. I am a very slow responder but as with others in the team, receive an early notification of the coming prompt which is useful to set the ball rolling and to help others see how its done if there is any confusion.
The prompt has 48 hours for a response so no real rush but there is a sense of people not stopping by once they have posted their own
I used to visit everyone religiously but now I admit to starting with favourites and working through until I run out of time. Even that has to wait if I post on Wednesday morning before going to work…
Oops.. Just realized after posting that I did ababcdcdeee instead of ababababccc. My bad. Too late to repent…Sorry.
you are naturally forgiven even though its not yet Christmas!
Hello Laura and All. Thank you for 2 challenging options to write to. I decided to write about getting glasses. It’s been scorching hot here, but we had rain the past 2 days which has cooled things down. The soup and wontons sound delicious! A pint of Magners to wash them down with also, please.
Back at the bar to serve you some soup and wontons – had to search the cellar for the Magners as it’s an Irish cider and we Brits have some even better ones 😉
How wonderful to see clearly now!
Thanks, Laura, and Cheers! I’d be hard-pressed (see what I did there) to find a better cider than Magners.
If you come to England I’d offer you a cider tasting treat 😋
haha that could be fun 🙂
Great prompt, Laura. I enjoyed the challenge.
and thank you joining in with a touch of romance