A Fibonacci sonnet: “Fools in Love”.
September 6th, 2007
Inspired by my friend Austin Kleon, here I offer my first attempt at a Fibonacci sonnet — one step longer than he suggests. Anyone else care to try their hand?
~~~
Woman. Man. Natural appetites. Forces of attraction.
The safe lunch goes well. Fancy dinner and the theater goes even better. Six months later, these two kids who had been strangers move in together. Eighteen months after that, they start picking out china patterns, and ordering more stationery than they’ve ever used in their lives.
But then the world begins to crumble, because one of them experiences the pangs of doubt that come when you begin to ask how you can know — really know — that this is the one?
Such questions are unfruitful for those who are ready to love with whole hearts, but they plague those who doubt themselves. For the uncertain, doubts will come to rule where love should yet reign. Was it all just so much wasted effort? The dinner and the theater? The laughing kisses?
Holding hands. Moonlight.
Gone.
~~~
September 8th, 2007 at 11:33 am
[…] [If it need be said, all of these things are fictional.] […]
December 13th, 2007 at 12:12 pm
[…] Countless examples from the world of art support the idea that tight contraints can foster great creativity. For an easy set of examples, consider the formal patterns of poetry; the haiku, sonnet, and sestina forms, for example, have provided a playground for poets as great as Shakespeare and Issa. One of my favorite constrained forms is the Fibonacci sonnet, in which you write a story with successive sentences that have the same number of words as the corresponding entry in the Fibonacci sequence of numbers. (I’ve composed a few of these.) […]