Today’s NaPoWriMo.net challenge is to write a pantun, a lovely and mysterious form of Malay poetry. The quatrain is composed of two separate parts which have only a whisper of relation to one another, but is often about love. I’m afraid my metaphor is a little too obvious, but I like it anyway:
the storm, the searing wind, the pounding hail
flattened every flower and blade of grass
your love flies through my soul, a seething gale
lays waste my heart and makes of me an ass
More information on the Malay pantun (and the French/English pantoum) is available in this early 20th century version of the Encyclopedia Brittanica.