The House

[heslopian]

The house looks obtuse in its nest
of dying grass and fierce sunlight,
holding two windows to its breast;
the house looks obtuse in its nest.
By groping his wife's naked chest
inside the farmer proves his might;
the house looks obtuse in its nest
of dying grass and fierce sunlight.

[Leanne]

I found a buried triolet!

I'm not sure how a house can look obtuse... houses generally aren't gifted with great powers of deduction, after all. Other than that one word and setting aside the little meter bumps, I think this little poem manages to say quite a lot about power imbalances behind closed doors. Nice one, Jack.

[shemthepenman]

oh yes, this is a delightful little poem. Thanks for the read.

[heslopian]

It's been a while since I wrote this, but I think I was using "obtuse" in this context (from dictionary.com): "not sharp, acute, or pointed; blunt in form." So the house was an unsubtle lump blotting the landscape, or something. Thanks for your comments, guys